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I wonder what makes something worht ebaying...The cards are easy. but shoes seem like a harder call. idle wondering....
I am not having sex with Spike! But I'm starting to think that you might be.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
beth b - Jan 11, 2006 6:03:51 pm PST #4105 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
brenda m - Jan 11, 2006 6:11:47 pm PST #4106 of 10001
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
IME, books are only worth the time if they're genre books. Or rare ones, maybe, but I don't have those. I've sold a pair of shoes or two, some dvds, a couple of tsotchkes. Jilli does clothing sometimes, doesn't she?
SailAweigh - Jan 11, 2006 6:23:26 pm PST #4107 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I wonder what makes something worht ebaying
I think when it comes to clothes/shoes, the amount of wear is what's important. It has to look brand new, even if it isn't.
Nicole - Jan 11, 2006 6:36:22 pm PST #4108 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Tep - insent!
Sail, that's mighty impressive! Go you!!
Personally, I ebay because I have a horrible habit of buying clothes without trying them on and then I forget to return stuff that doesn't fit to my liking. Or I'm too lazy to return them. The latter is probably more true. Oh, I've also sold things that were given to me as gifts. Plus, I need cash and less belongings.
Steph L. - Jan 11, 2006 6:38:45 pm PST #4109 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Plus, I need cash and less belongings.
And *I* have cash and need black kickass heels! See how well that works out?
Nicole - Jan 11, 2006 7:14:35 pm PST #4110 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Works out great for me. Thanks, Tep! Hoping you'll love them as much as I did. Prior to walking in them, that is. I'm fine with walking in chunky heels, fine with 4 or 5" heels, fine with platforms. Who knew that when you put them all together it would equal me almost breaking an ankle.
Ah well. I'll just be sitting here patiently (ha!) waiting for Tep to post some pics of her wearing said kickass heels. swoon They're boxed and ready to go tomorrow morning. Best sale I ever made.
Bless the Bitches and sweet dreams to you all, as I'm off for bed. Night!
Spidra Webster - Jan 11, 2006 7:33:56 pm PST #4111 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
You mean this guy? Yeah. Maybe he'll wear the costume again too.
Woo! I vote we see him in more costumes...
d, like the others I hope that you've seen the last of hard times. I'm sorry things are sucking and hope they get better right soon.
MG (hope I'm responding in the right thread), ask the lawyer what recourse you have. It doesn't hurt to ask. Man, I hate insurance companies. Mine has been dicking me around (UHC is much worse than Blue Shield ever was) and I'm having vivid fantasies of kidnapping CEOs, hurting them and making them apply for help via my same insurance plan...
Have a gig on Thursday night. I have an accompanist but there was at least one number I was going to have to play myself because it was too late to teach it to him. I nipped my left middle finger in the back gate tonight. Damnit. I think it's just bruised a bit but it makes something that's already hard for me a little harder. Nuts.
billytea - Jan 11, 2006 7:42:15 pm PST #4112 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Man, I hate insurance companies. Mine has been dicking me around (UHC is much worse than Blue Shield ever was) and I'm having vivid fantasies of kidnapping CEOs, hurting them and making them apply for help via my same insurance plan...
Now I'm back home, every insurance company covers every qualified practitioner (assuming you have cover for that service). Of the things that pissed me off with the American system, this was probably the biggest.
Cass - Jan 11, 2006 9:11:53 pm PST #4113 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
C'mon... tell us a story.Sorry to taunt and run, Nicole. Life intervened.
Friend of mine used to date a guy who had ... um ... a foot fetish. I didn't know this until after I had dropped something heavy and quite painful on my foot there one day and he offered to work on it. Has great hands actually.
He's the one who showed up here for what he likely hoped was a booty call a while back with a six-pack of cider. Rubbed my neck, gave me drinks, and then (okay, after I asked) left. I declined the foot massage as it seemed like teasing.
Well, he called and left a message today. Given that I have no interest in him at all beyond being casual and not at all benefit-y friends, I'm putting calling him back off.
[eta: To clarify, it's not the foot fetish that makes me not interested. There are times that might be a bonus. But it's not enough to actually make me interested either.]
The person wanting pictures of feet reminded me...
Now I'm back home, every insurance company covers every qualified practitioner (assuming you have cover for that service). Of the things that pissed me off with the American system, this was probably the biggest.Forget Canada, I wanna be Australian.
billytea - Jan 11, 2006 11:01:25 pm PST #4114 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Forget Canada, I wanna be Australian.
Well, you're only human.