gaaahhhhhhhh. I can't wrap this paper up. I don't think I know what I want to say!
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 14, 2005 2:01:30 pm PST #4657 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
ChiKat - Nov 14, 2005 2:04:43 pm PST #4658 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
The End?
Seriously, what's the main thing you want to leave readers with?
Emily - Nov 14, 2005 2:08:28 pm PST #4659 of 10003
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
"And that's why we should scrap Gauss and all the rest of them and start calling it the Bhaskarian distribution."
And then you can write the last sentence for my paper!
Cass - Nov 14, 2005 2:08:30 pm PST #4660 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Happy Birthday, ChiKat!
Also, ((((())))) on the meds. Been there, done that, couldn't bear to take the t-shirt because it made me cry too hard.JZ is me. Also I was paranoid that the t-shirt would make me look fat.
I just got busted for not checking gmail. In months. I put it on my toolbar now so I might actually use it. Will wonders cease?
Sparky1 - Nov 14, 2005 2:09:14 pm PST #4661 of 10003
Librarian Warlord
I don't think I know what I want to say!
Nora, is there someone around w/ whom you can babble about the paper? I mean, instead of trying to write, just talk it out and let them take some notes on your stream of consciousness?
Cass - Nov 14, 2005 2:13:57 pm PST #4662 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I'm sending down some pink iced animal crackers. Desperate times call for desperate measures.I would maim for animal cookies right now. Or chocolate. Or a time machine to go a little bit into the future so I can have wine.
Oh! I have dark chocolate with cocoa nibs. And wine. Five too early for a drink? Cause I can wait 45 minutes. It'll give me time to rummage for the Midol.
P.M. Marc - Nov 14, 2005 2:20:14 pm PST #4663 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Hmph. Jess, they should be cluesticked by the fuck-up fairy.
Stephanie, glad it was nothing. Sometimes, their little butts and guts just get twitchy.
Why oh why is it that a baby who can defeat zombies cannot seem to take a nap? Is she just too excited at the thought of her victory? Is it zombie shellshock? More teeth bursting forth? Fear of missing a minute of action?
Sigh.
I am bouncing her and singing to her, but it's not really helping, and she's soooo cranky from lack of nap.
On the plus side, I think she made her first sign today.
amych - Nov 14, 2005 2:22:12 pm PST #4664 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
She's the slayer. She doesn't need sleep like normal babies.
(What sign?)
Jessica - Nov 14, 2005 2:23:35 pm PST #4665 of 10003
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My parents used to put me to sleep by going for a drive. The vibrations + noise of the engine were apparently very soothing to me.
Or there may be an imminent zombie attack she's just not verbal enough to tell you about yet.
Aims - Nov 14, 2005 2:23:35 pm PST #4666 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I have a new tenant named "Pyria".
Pardon me as I fall apart laughing.