Gunn: Well, how horrible is this thing? Lorne: I haven't read the Book of Revelations lately, but if I was searching for adjectives, I'd probably start there.

'Hell Bound'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


brenda m - Nov 12, 2005 7:44:56 pm PST #4415 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Happy Birthday, Hil!

Hi Miriam!


DCJensen - Nov 12, 2005 8:05:29 pm PST #4416 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.

Happy Birthday Hil.


brenda m - Nov 12, 2005 8:11:57 pm PST #4417 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Feh. I opened a second bottle of wine, and it's gone off. good wine, too. I guess its' better to have opened it now than when there were people around. Must to restock once I get paid again.


Burrell - Nov 12, 2005 8:16:26 pm PST #4418 of 10003
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I should do a two-fer-one, Happy Birthday Hil, and Happy Belated Birthday to Jessica.


SuziQ - Nov 12, 2005 8:26:08 pm PST #4419 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Happy Birthday Hill!

Lee, I didn't realize you were in pain. You covered it well, though I wondered about the early departure.

We just got home. The kids, Tep, Sparky, and Sparky's DH started a lively game of Uno...vicious I should say, with my son leading the trash talking. There are days I wonder who raised my kids.


WindSparrow - Nov 12, 2005 9:03:32 pm PST #4420 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Birthday happies to Hil and Jessica (a bit late? Oppsie)

Daniel, darling, watching a bra fitting is not sexy fun. Just so you know. Also, bras which are capable of providing really good support for me? Wouldn't be cute&sexy enough to make good prezzies. That said, it might be nice to invest in some really good bras.


beth b - Nov 12, 2005 9:39:44 pm PST #4421 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

So that's why perkins left so early.... Jz and I had fun bonding over the urge to stab our husbands' employers. at some point I tried to convince MG's son that I was part vampire. And once again we spent much time convinceing Teppy that she could just sort of vaction out here and forget to go back to Ohio.


WindSparrow - Nov 13, 2005 1:50:28 am PST #4422 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

It is 5:43am, CST. Sammie is trying to talk me into opening the Cat-Latch(TM) on the crock-pot so she can breakfast upon the nummy tender chickens inside it.

If I were sleepier, I would be tempted to comply with this request, as it would solve the problem of having to try to sleep with starving cats in the general vacinity, knowing I must wake in a couple hours to feed them. Starving, they are. Really.

She just hurked up something suspiciously fuschia in color. So starving, they must eat plastic to subsist.

ETA: a "."


WindSparrow - Nov 13, 2005 2:17:06 am PST #4423 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Alpha-bits.

Half an hour on, and I am sleepy. Two more hours of listening to Sammie croon? Merciful heavens, Harvey is starting to wake up now.

I'ma kill myself and let the cats feast on my flesh. That should solve the problem.


vw bug - Nov 13, 2005 2:19:15 am PST #4424 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

Poor WindSparrow!

Timelies, all!

Happy Birthday, Hil!

Happy Belated Birthday, Jessica!

Busy day today...must get listening to more bio lectures.