But then there will be Buffista visitage? Yes?
Depends-- you ever coming to SF?
runs away
I'm eleven hundred and twenty years old! Just gimme a friggin' beer!
Anya ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Lee - Feb 24, 2006 3:19:46 pm PST #1095 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 3:24:44 pm PST #1096 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.
Depends-- you ever coming to SF?PHHHHHHHHHHHbbbbllllltttttttt
Yes.
Lee - Feb 24, 2006 3:32:36 pm PST #1097 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Uh huh...
Stephanie - Feb 24, 2006 3:32:45 pm PST #1098 of 10001
Trust my rage
I said it in LJ already, but a big congratulations to P-C! That is such cool news. I have no advice on the wife thing.
juliana, everyone has already said what I might say, but I'm also glad you are in SF.
Oh, and poor Owen and Steph with the barfing. I hope its all over.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 3:40:35 pm PST #1099 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.
Uh huh...Offer me and a box full of cats a night's lodging and I could even give you a date when said visitage might occur.
Alternately, I shall visit after I am officially all Portland-y.
Lee - Feb 24, 2006 3:42:53 pm PST #1100 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You are definitely welcome to stay with me if it works out on your trek to Portland.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 3:54:32 pm PST #1101 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.
Really actually? Cause I figure I am cleaning for a day or so and then I have several days to drive up and do some visitage.
And I am looking for a smallish dog crate that will fit in my back seat to lock the critters up in while I drive and likely while we sleep.
Ated lots of pizza. Am tummy content. Need nap now.
Lee - Feb 24, 2006 3:56:42 pm PST #1102 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Really actually?
Really actually. I have a blow up bed (okay, so it's still in the trunk of my car, but I do have one), and it's easy to shut your kitties away from my kitties.
Cass - Feb 24, 2006 4:09:00 pm PST #1103 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.
Rock! It's moving and visitage all in one!
I have so much to do and frankly am just thinking that I really need a nap right now.
esse - Feb 24, 2006 4:16:43 pm PST #1104 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Why am I feeling so fucked up in the head at the moment? A variety of little things has suddenly converged into me feeling like the only option is to go run and hide under my covers and cry and not come out until the weekend is over.
just remember that I adore you. And when I come in April, I will make much of you because you deserve to be made much of.
Some friends of mine senior year started a "wall of rejection" and put up all the rejection letters they got
I think I'd need more beer to be able to do that. But I like the idea.
In Cincy with Steph and her UMFRIEND. Or whatever she wants to call him right now. :)