Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


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.


d - May 09, 2006 5:28:36 pm PDT #3620 of 10002
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

Any Gilmore Girl watchers out there who'd care to let me know what happend in the last minute? Anything important after Gigi saw Lorelei in bed without her nightgown ?

Also, congrats to Holloweenie baby's parental unit. I'd knit sommat, but have no skills to speak of.

I went to a meditation class tonight where we chant. It was my first time doing that, and I really enjoyed it. Now I get to pretend I'm a Tibetan Warrior. I need to practice on my own, but I feel ridiculous. Which is equally ridiculous because no one will hear me. Being comfortable in my own skin still has a ways to go.


Amy - May 09, 2006 5:31:54 pm PDT #3621 of 10002
Because books.

d, that was the last moment. After that, the credits rolled.


Lee - May 09, 2006 5:43:02 pm PDT #3622 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Hey, JZ, remember back here JZ "Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen" May 6, 2006 9:09:24 am PDT, when you said:

Basic black silky-rayon evening dress (with sleeves!), could easily be tarted up witth lace or ribbons or whatnot, 44-45” bust, 36” waist: >[link]

Wanna help me tart it up?


-t - May 09, 2006 5:44:52 pm PDT #3623 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Zmayhemette! Already making the world a better place through having such excellent nicknames.

Hmmm. Yarn.

My good news for the day: got the back steps and walkway swept and started a compost pile. After the sweeping, I fell down the back stairs while carrying the collected compost out to the new pile, hitting my back, breaking the compost container, and scattering decomposing matter all over the walkway. So, May 9, mixed reviews.


Lee - May 09, 2006 5:46:47 pm PDT #3624 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Ouch, -t. I hope you are okay.


-t - May 09, 2006 5:57:30 pm PDT #3625 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I'm fine, Perkins, thanks. Just aggravated with myself. And a little smelly.

That I can fix, though.


WindSparrow - May 09, 2006 5:58:32 pm PDT #3626 of 10002
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.

-t, hope you are not hurt badly. It sounds worrying.

ETA: x-posty. Glad you are ok.


sumi - May 09, 2006 6:06:29 pm PDT #3627 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!

Actually -- depending on when you stop after GiGi gets sent back to her Nanny, Christopher gets back into bed with Lorelai and puts his arm around her. Focus moves to Lorelai's face, which hasn't changed expression once -- then fade to black.


Amy - May 09, 2006 6:16:13 pm PDT #3628 of 10002
Because books.

-t! "Mixed review" is a nice way to put it. Glad you're okay, if stinky.

sumit, you're right. Gee, it was only two hours ago and I've already forgotten stuff!


d - May 09, 2006 6:20:10 pm PDT #3629 of 10002
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

Thanks guys!