Actually, I can't tell. FG is on a channel I can't get right now.
He is on instead of FG.
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Lydia: But you are a vampire. Spike: If I'm not, I'm gonna be pissed about drinking all that blood.
'Potential'
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.
DCJensen - Dec 18, 2005 4:26:12 pm PST #502 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
sj - Dec 18, 2005 4:26:44 pm PST #503 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
FG is back.
Cashmere - Dec 18, 2005 4:27:31 pm PST #504 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Cashmere! Rest!
I'm going! I swear! Feet up. No news.
WindSparrow - Dec 18, 2005 4:29:27 pm PST #505 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 am now sucking on a cough drop. It's not as enjoyable as the cookies were. vw, Emily is a wondrous roommie, but you do deserve to be cherished and loved and appreciated. Not to mention which you make efforts to nurture her, so at least sometimes you are in the running for honors in the roommie dept. as well.
Askye, I'm glad you were not entirely alone at the family gathering. But not as glad as I am to not be in the same time zone as mine.
vw bug - Dec 18, 2005 4:31:38 pm PST #506 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Awwww...thanks, Andi!
I wish I could show you all this dress...and the Christmas outfit. They're wonderful. I guess I'll just have to take pictures and share later.
Lee - Dec 18, 2005 4:47:47 pm PST #507 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
It's fun seeing ita yell at someone else about health things.
WindSparrow - Dec 18, 2005 4:56:51 pm PST #508 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.
Daniel is putting together a bed frame. I was supposed to be helping, but I'm too tired to actually in fact be helpful. He has assigned me the important task of lying down on the sofa. Thbbbpt. I ain't even doing that.
§ ita § - Dec 18, 2005 5:14:54 pm PST #509 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's fun seeing ita yell at someone else about health things.
OMG, that's totally my schtick. I yell at Colin, I yell at kravvers, I yell at the people working with the kravvers in question and threaten their lives, I yell at my parents, I @@ at my sister...
It's an outlet. I need outlets.
Queerly, I'm not getting yelled at (well, my father tried it once, and I calmly informed him that his actual yelling was bringing on more symptoms than what he was trying to get me to avoid), but I'm getting looked at plaintively.
I know why people are doing it, and I really appreciate the concern, but it leaves me with nothing to say, and no way to act even slightly normal.
Lee - Dec 18, 2005 5:18:57 pm PST #510 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
msbelle and I yelled at you (nicely, of course).
eta: I remember the looks. They suck.
§ ita § - Dec 18, 2005 5:26:11 pm PST #511 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Big killer dudes getting their papa bear on. Freakish and odd, although totally understandable. It's just not supposed to be aimed at me, dammit.