JenP!
You asked in another thread, but Bev is fine. Especially in pixels. F2F it's mostly all seven letters, three syllables, 'cause I'm just like that. But I will answer to Bev. Or "you" if it's in the right tone of voice.
I believe that's my hey. Hey!
Xander ,'Storyteller'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Beverly - May 09, 2006 11:43:08 am PDT #3569 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Betsy HP - May 09, 2006 11:48:27 am PDT #3570 of 10002
If I only had a brain...
Gusy,
Last year I found a site that did rosette-trimmed flip-flops and posted it to Bitches. They had a whole bunch of colors including "cherry chocolate" -- the rosettes covered the entire strap.
Googling is getting me nowhere. Did anybody save the link?
JZ - May 09, 2006 11:56:55 am PDT #3571 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm sad that I can't help Betsy. I do, however, want it noted that the Brick Testament is one of Emmett's favorite books.
JenP - May 09, 2006 12:00:35 pm PDT #3572 of 10002
Bev! Erly!!
Good to know, thank you. Good to run into you in here!
ChiKat - May 09, 2006 12:51:22 pm PDT #3573 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Our bunk is a magical place. All who desire entrance will be accomodated.
P.M. Marc - May 09, 2006 12:53:53 pm PDT #3574 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Or at least, I don't, because in my own idiom this is a tank top.
I think that's a pull-over.
sj - May 09, 2006 12:56:38 pm PDT #3575 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I hate being so stupid. I go out for a simple errand to get some things at the grocery store. I take one wrong turn, and I get myself completely lost. Then I panic. Home safe now, but I hate this.
Topic!Cindy - May 09, 2006 1:04:50 pm PDT #3576 of 10002
What is even happening?
Or at least, I don't, because in my own idiom this is a tank top.
I think that's a pull-over.
I'd call that a sweater vest.
Plei, Fay's waistcoat is also called a waistcoat here, if it's formalwear, isn't it, or have I just read too many British novels?
ChiKat - May 09, 2006 1:08:55 pm PDT #3577 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Cindy's nouns are my nouns.
Still want bed and chocolate. And good Xander fic. Any recommendations? (I loved Victor's Converstation with a Monster.) eta: Also, I prefer non-slashy stuff.
SailAweigh - May 09, 2006 1:15:32 pm PDT #3578 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
I've had a headache all day. Do you think eating chocolate and being in Fay and ChiKat's bunk would help make it go away?