Cordelia: I get it now. You're all spies. Probably all Russian. And you've brainwashed me, and want me to believe we're friends so I'll spill the beans about some nano-technology thingy that you want. Gunn: So I look Russian to you? Cordelia: Black Russian. Angel: That's a drink.

'Hell Bound'


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.


Lee - Apr 22, 2006 6:01:07 pm PDT #808 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Did she love it, Perkins?

I think so. She ate the whole thing.

ION, each and every pair of shoes I've decided to keep (I jettisoned a few more pairs today) now has a place in the closet. It was a near thing though, and I'm not allowed to buy any more unless I can get rid of a pair as well.


sj - Apr 22, 2006 6:21:52 pm PDT #809 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Tomorrow's kinda packed with stuff. I'll call you Monday from work. Since my officemate is out all week, I'll actually be able to talk freely. Yay! Also, have a great night with Dave and Too Much Wine.

K. I'll be expecting the call.


-t - Apr 22, 2006 6:28:52 pm PDT #810 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Whoa. A place for every shoe and every shoe in it's place? I'm extremely impressed.

I love a nice clean double play. That's good to hear about.


Lee - Apr 22, 2006 6:31:59 pm PDT #811 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Whoa. A place for every shoe and every shoe in it's place? I'm extremely impressed.
Well, I'm pretty sure it won't last very long, but for now, it's cool.

I've been feeling oddly productive tonight. I've even put all of the dishes that were in the dishwasher away, and done the stuff that I needed to clean by hand.

Now, however, I am drinking a gimlet (thanks to Vortex), and watching Hustle and Flow.


d - Apr 22, 2006 6:51:23 pm PDT #812 of 10002
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

I am watching this week's Dr Who. It's my second episode, and I'm thinking it's not really for me. But I'm giving it a shot. The Doctor's voice reminds me so much of my friend who lives in Salford, it's eerie.


DCJensen - Apr 22, 2006 7:38:23 pm PDT #813 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

The new UK episode, or the "New to the US" episode?


Volans - Apr 22, 2006 7:41:45 pm PDT #814 of 10002
move out and draw fire

It's Betsy's birthday? Sweet! HB, BHP!

I know she was looking since she got overruled on hiring my minion. So it kind of sucked (for her) to have to sit in on firing me and lying to my face. OTOH, she could've fuckin' fought for a better severence for me at least.

Wrod. But participating in that nasty firing still puts her picture under "Weaselly" for me.

Why don't I ever get to wrongfully terminate people? OK, partially it's because most of the people I think should be let go are above me in the management chain, but I still think they should be let go, as they just aren't working out.


Lee - Apr 22, 2006 7:45:19 pm PDT #815 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Can I pull off this color green? [link]


SailAweigh - Apr 22, 2006 7:51:28 pm PDT #816 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I think you could, Perkins. That's a pretty dress.

Happy Birthday, Betsy!


WindSparrow - Apr 22, 2006 8:01:01 pm PDT #817 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.

Happy birthday, Betsy!!!!!!!

Previous talk of burgers and stuff was making crave ... burgers and stuff. I'm not sure what it was, but it sure wasn't sodium, ketchup, yellow mustard, cheese, or dill pickle relish (yeah, I know. Daniel doesn't keep sweet relish on hand, and I don't want it often enough to bother buying any myself). Not having any burgers ready to hand, I fired up the microwave on some cheese-brats, slathered them in the aforementioned condiments, and chowed down. This did not still the penchant for burgers and stuff.