beth, I just might take you up on that.
Dawn ,'Beneath You'
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.
do it. At least you won't be fretting that you have nothing done when you should be enjoying family time. If you get it to me today before 1 I might even be able to do some from work. and I know I will tomorrow - one of the slowest days of the year...
I'm sorry, Raq. I can't imagine how that would be.
Waltzing Matilda is a great song.
It is a bit. When Australia changed its national anthem from God Save The Queen, both the PM and the Leader of the Opposition wanted Waltzing Matilda as the new anthem. However, the will of the people prevailed, and we got Advance Australia Fair.
However, the will of the people prevailed, and we got Advance Australia Fair.
Stupid will of the people.
Years ago, Wisconsin had a thing where you could vote on the new license plate design and slogan. One slogan was very popular: "Eat Cheese or Die." Unfortunately the governor pulled that one from the contest, as he was under the impression that it was a joke.
We almost had the coolest license plate slogan ever....
I do not want to go to work.
I just watched the episode of Bones that made Steph cry. It made me cry too.
Ah, I feel vindicated.
was it the angsty music? tell me that it wasn't the angsty music.
Oh, Raq... I am so terribly sorry for your friends. I am glad she is physically okay, though I'm sure, as you said, either would gladly trade their lives right now. It's just a sadness I can't even begin to get my head around. It's too much.
Raq, I join the chorus of sorrow for your friends. It is, truly, an unimaginable loss.
A few years ago, next week, friends lost their twins two weeks before their due dates as the result of a botched amnio. We were speechless...there just are no words. So, instead of sound, I made soup...and reflected on a scene from...of all places..."Life Goes On". On the show, a retired vet dons a white robe and plays a plaintive piece of music on a recorder, under the window of a woman who had lost a child to miscarriage. He later explained that, in Korea, the ritual helps to guide the child's spirit on its journey. I'm not sure why that gave me such great comfort but his simple words, "Some spirits just aren't meant to stay," really lightened my own grief. Enough so that I could really be there for the parents.
May all your hearts find healing. I'm so sorry.
Stupid will of the people.
Seconded.
Oh, fucking hell, this day will not end. Fuck you Tuesday! You suck.