What? She killed 'em with mathematics. What else could it have been?

Jayne ,'Objects In Space'


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 - Feb 15, 2006 8:55:32 am PST #9373 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

askye - jobma~~~ I guess the fact that you arerunning into more difficult stuf means they are trusting you to do more stuff. yay?


-t - Feb 15, 2006 9:16:59 am PST #9374 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Get through it ~ma, askye.

Tough call, Nora. I've never had an all day interview, so I am completely without advice or insight.

On a completely frivolous note, I was watching GG last night and in the scene with Lorelai and Rory cooking and drinking wine, they were totally drinking out of mhy crystal!

I was thrilled. It's like my stemware is famous.


sj - Feb 15, 2006 9:19:13 am PST #9375 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I am back from the ER for today. More IV antibiotics and IV fluids. I spiked a temp in the middle of the night last night again, so they want me to come back again tomorrow. They don't think it is my kidney's anymore though, so that is the good news. I feel a little better today. Nicole is the bestest for keeping me distracted with funny stories yesterday when I felt like crying, and Dave is great for coming over and sitting with me last night despite the fact that t whitefonted for the squeamish I had to get up every 20 to vomit. Also, my mother is wonderful for taking another day out of work today to drive me to the ER because I didn't feel well enough to drive myself.


libkitty - Feb 15, 2006 9:19:31 am PST #9376 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Have got an interview for a job in Thailand, and a phone interview for a job in Bangalore.

Ohh!!! If the Bangalore thing works out, let me know. I have a good friend from grad school who is from there and is back home now who I have been really bad about keeping in touch with but this would be a good excuse for me to look her up and with two people to visit in Bangalore I just might actually make that India trip happen.


sj - Feb 15, 2006 9:20:41 am PST #9377 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Nora, good luck with whatever you decide to do with the job.

Teppy, I hope they figure out was is wrong with your dad soon so that he can feel better.


Steph L. - Feb 15, 2006 9:26:14 am PST #9378 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Teppy, I hope they figure out was is wrong with your dad soon so that he can feel better.

The latest update is that they think it's an enlarged prostate (not unusual in a 64-year-old man) that's been untreated for long enough that the pain spread. Easy enough to treat with drugs (if prostatitis is, in fact, what it is).

And I got the fun of hearing my dad say "prostate." After he first mis-pronounced it as "prostrate," making me think of badfic writers everywhere.


SuziQ - Feb 15, 2006 9:28:23 am PST #9379 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

That reminds me of a recent debate I had over the spelling of come/cum. With a 15 year old.

I'm going to hell.


Aims - Feb 15, 2006 9:31:11 am PST #9380 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

The same 15 year old that dubbed it "The Nawty Worm"?


Topic!Cindy - Feb 15, 2006 9:31:38 am PST #9381 of 10001
What is even happening?

Why would badf...

I never asked it. Never.

Teppy, I hope they can provide your dad with some relief, and that the diagnosis is correct.


WindSparrow - Feb 15, 2006 9:32:00 am PST #9382 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.

That reminds me of a recent debate I had over the spelling of come/cum. With a 15 year old.

I'm going to hell.

I'm probably going to hell for thinking it would be fun to watch Hugh Laurie have that conversation.