Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.

Xander ,'Touched'


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.


WindSparrow - Feb 16, 2006 8:20:13 am PST #9506 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.

Not a one of my cats would ever have put up with such a thing. In my experience, cats don’t travel well at all.

Harvey has issues with motion sickness, but otherwise he would be of the right temperment to go places with us. While on the road from Arizona to Minnesota this summer, during rest stops we would take the cats out of the minivan on leashes and let them walk around in the grass. Harvey was always much more interested in exploring where he was. The night we stayed over in a motel, in the small hours of the morning, he woke me up so I could take him for a nice long walk outside.

At the Renaissance Festival, pets on short leashes (who remembered to bring their rabes certificates) were welcome. I thought it was a shame that Harvey could not enjoy such a long drive, as I believe he would have thoroughly enjoyed all the interesting sights and sounds. And turkey legs.

ETA: more ~ma for vw. Really wish I could make the stupid asthma go away.


Frankenbuddha - Feb 16, 2006 8:43:19 am PST #9507 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

OMG I just dowloaded a version of Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing" that is just the vocal track...

Hopefully not the one we heard on ANGEL.

Lots and lots of general health-ma to all that needs it.


Cashmere - Feb 16, 2006 8:48:01 am PST #9508 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

They look so peaceful, don't they?

Until Owen steals her binky, rips off her blanket and tries to sit on her.

{{{vw}}}


Aims - Feb 16, 2006 8:49:51 am PST #9509 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

It's the demon eyes that totally give him away.


Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2006 8:50:56 am PST #9510 of 10001
What is even happening?

Cashmere, you made me snort. Welcome to the jungle. Your biggest job now is making sure Owen doesn't manage to kill Olivia before he's old enough to be sentenced to prison for it.


lisah - Feb 16, 2006 8:54:20 am PST #9511 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

Pretty babies!

I'm a little bit of a nervous wreck right now because Saturday is the baby shower I'm hosting for my best friend. I think I have a handle on the food and drink but there are approximately a brazillion people coming. Where will I put them all?!??!

And why am I such a control freak that I couldn't have taken my friend's friend with a much larger house up on her offer to host the party?

I know it will all turn out fine but EEEEEEE


Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2006 8:56:44 am PST #9512 of 10001
What is even happening?

lisah, if your guests are anything like anyone who has ever come to a party at my house, they'll all end up in the kitchen, no matter how small it is, nor how large their number.


Cashmere - Feb 16, 2006 8:59:28 am PST #9513 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Welcome to the jungle. Your biggest job now is making sure Owen doesn't manage to kill Olivia before he's old enough to be sentenced to prison for it.

It's a whole new level of fun.

lisah, good luck with the shower. I like cozy parties. It'll be fine.


Topic!Cindy - Feb 16, 2006 9:02:48 am PST #9514 of 10001
What is even happening?

It will get easier. Olivia will start sleeping for longer clips. Owen will stop being convinced he's missing out on something, if he lets himself sleep, and after a while, he might even forsake cannibalism.


WindSparrow - Feb 16, 2006 9:03:10 am PST #9515 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.

They look so peaceful, don't they?

Oh, preciouses.