Xander: Hey, Red. What you got in the basket, little girl? Buffy: Weapons.

Xander/Buffy ,'Help'


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 - Apr 06, 2006 9:51:13 pm PDT #7810 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

How did you hurt yourself? I thought I'd only skimmed but I missed it.

Tripped, think I screwed up my back trying not to fall down, but did anyway, pretty sure my ankle is in not good shape.

I decided not to have the wasabi tobiko tonight, even after the sushi chef asked me if I forgot to order it.


Cass - Apr 06, 2006 9:51:28 pm PDT #7811 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.

It's the hair loss, it's throwing you off balance.
Just wait til the next time I shower... It's all happy going to scrub the hair and whoops, no more hair.

Portland is nice. The weather has been quite beautiful. A lot of rain but only for part of the day. I was wandering through a wonderful neighborhood today - spent hours walking and admiring a five-foot tall wood Buddhas. I am getting much more comfortable here.

And I am heading back home for Easter next weekend where the neicelet is going to be back for a few days. So I'm thrilled about that as well.


billytea - Apr 06, 2006 9:58:02 pm PDT #7812 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

And I am heading back home for Easter next weekend where the neicelet is going to be back for a few days. So I'm thrilled about that as well.

Oh, that's good news.


Cass - Apr 06, 2006 9:59:47 pm PDT #7813 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.

Tripped, think I screwed up my back trying not to fall down, but did anyway, pretty sure my ankle is in not good shape.
Damn. I assume you are icing and resting and all? I hope it is much better than you expect in the morning.


Cass - Apr 06, 2006 10:00:55 pm PDT #7814 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.

I cannot *wait* to see her and hear about her life these days. I shall endeavour not to neicenap her back to Portland though.


billytea - Apr 06, 2006 10:02:43 pm PDT #7815 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Ok, sometimes BoardGameGeek is just downright odd: "Which Games Are Most Likely to Crush Your Mother?" [link]


billytea - Apr 06, 2006 10:06:30 pm PDT #7816 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

I cannot *wait* to see her and hear about her life these days. I shall endeavour not to neicenap her back to Portland though.

Let us know how that works out for you.


Cass - Apr 06, 2006 10:07:19 pm PDT #7817 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.

My ex-MiL recently fell, broke her leg and shattered one of her hip replacements. But I didn't do it. Promise.

Let us know how that works out for you.
Got Alibi?


billytea - Apr 06, 2006 11:47:44 pm PDT #7818 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Got Alibi?

Yup, I was in Australia at the time. Australia is my anti-drug.


vw bug - Apr 07, 2006 1:30:45 am PDT #7819 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Perkins got hurt? How did I miss that? Oh, probably because I'm a memememe whore!

Cass, sounds like a fun Easter! Hope you enjoy your trip.

Gotta dig up some stuff for Emily's lunch. I never buy enough lunch stuff when I go grocery shopping. Or, more accurately, Emily JUMPS on the potato and vinegar chips the second I walk in the door. They have no hope of making it through the week of lunches. Hee!