Timelies!
{{{Gud}}}
{{{MG}}}
The coffee I'm drinking is terrible. I'm too lazy to make a new pot, though. So, I guess I'll enjoy my terrible coffee.
Spike: We got a history, him and me. Fred: What? Spike: It was a long time ago. He was a young Watcher, fresh out of the academy when we crossed paths. It was a, what-you-call battle of wills and blood was spilled. Vendettas were sworn. It was a whole-- Fred: My God you're so full of crap. Spike: Yeah. Okay.
'Unleashed'
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.
vw bug - Jan 15, 2006 5:27:00 am PST #4572 of 10001
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Anne W. - Jan 15, 2006 5:35:13 am PST #4573 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
I think i migh have food poisoning.
lucky me.
Beverly - Jan 15, 2006 5:50:07 am PST #4574 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Over-quickly -ma to you, Anne. And sorry.
(((Gud))) I'm so sorry all your efforts haven't had the effect you'd hoped. It can be like fighting a fog when the other party won't make any accomodation. You're a good man and a good dad, and work at being a good husband. Life isn't fair.
Why did they tell us life is ever fair, huh? It's like lying about Santa and the Easter Bunny. Why perpetuate the lie and then years later, yank the rug and go HA-ha! -?
vw bug - Jan 15, 2006 5:52:58 am PST #4575 of 10001
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Oh, Anne! That's awful. I hope you feel better soon.
vw bug - Jan 15, 2006 5:57:26 am PST #4576 of 10001
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I have found an absolutely lovely apartment that I want to go see. Why, oh why is our lease not up till September???
vw bug - Jan 15, 2006 6:24:27 am PST #4577 of 10001
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Emily is going to kill me. I just made an appointment for us to go see an apartment tomorrow.
Anne W. - Jan 15, 2006 6:46:19 am PST #4578 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Still feeling urpy, but I have ginger tea and white toast, courtesy of Mom. Boy it's nice having relatives in town.
I have yet to eat anything today, and to be honest, I'm not even sure that I want the toast, even though I'm hungry.
Jessica - Jan 15, 2006 6:54:43 am PST #4579 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My apartment has no heat, and the guy who normally fixes the boiler is in Long Island. Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Anne, try ice chips until you're feeling like you want solid food. Fennel tea is also good for calming the stomach.
WindSparrow - Jan 15, 2006 7:14:05 am PST #4580 of 10001
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.
Anne, so glad you are not all on your own with the ickiness.
WindSparrow - Jan 15, 2006 9:58:58 am PST #4581 of 10001
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.
I figured something out. Several times recently, I have noticed Harvey smelling, not precisely flowery, but far more botanical than I would expect given the aroma of cat food. Today I smelled the same scent in the bathroom, some while after Daniel had gotten cleaned up for the day. I poked my nose into his side of the cabinet, and sure enough the smell was the smell of his shaving cream. This, naturally enough, explains both Harvey's scent, and his bare ears. What I have yet to figure out is how Harvey manages to hold a razor without opposable thumbs.
Daniel, I know we talk about the cats as though they are children, but don't you think 7 is a little too young to be teaching the boy how to shave?