Giles: Stop that, you two. Riley: He started it... Xander: He called me a bad name! I think
it was bad; it might have been Latin.
'Selfless'
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.
Cass - Jun 07, 2006 12:14:09 am PDT #8228 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Fay - Jun 07, 2006 12:33:06 am PDT #8229 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
OH MY FUCKING GOD I AM A TOTAL UTTER FUCKING FUCKWIT FROM THE PLANET FUCKTARD AND I DON'T DESERVE TO FUCKING BREATHE!!!!!
Today is June 7th.
My mother's birthday is....
....June 1st.
bangs head on desk for ever and ever and ever and ever.
So. Totally. Fucked. Up.
And yes, she will forgive me, and will not be Emotional Blackmail Woman. And that really, REALLY is not the point.
I am 32 years old. Her birthday is on the same frigging day EVERY FUCKING YEAR. How can I possibly have forgotten it?
t utter and entirely merited self contempt.
Fay - Jun 07, 2006 12:35:12 am PDT #8230 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
And I only REALISE THIS because my little sister has emailed me to mention it. A week after the event. And it is NOT her job to remind me of my parents' birthdays Every. Fucking. Time. Because of the part where I am a grownup.
My God. Shame on me. Shame on me. Shame on me.
Fay - Jun 07, 2006 12:36:34 am PDT #8231 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Only apparently it IS her job, because, see, I DID FORGET THE ONE TIME SHE DIDN'T REMIND ME.
Sorry. Sorry. No more cereal. Just - I am so deeply disappointed in myself, and I can't do a fucking thing to undo it, and I'm just CRINGING at the prospect of trying to make it up to her A WEEK AFTER THE EVENT.
Shame on me.
Cass - Jun 07, 2006 12:38:04 am PDT #8232 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Oh, Fay...
Yikes?
Glad that she will forgive. And, from what I know, you love and adore her and think that she is many kinds of wonderful, so she will obviously forgive you...
Makes my weepy over the stupid Everwood show seem kinda dumb. As did my stupid watching the end of the show actually.
Send a lovely note and maybe some flowers?
Cass - Jun 07, 2006 1:29:51 am PDT #8233 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Also my parents had to put my grandma's dog, Bernie, to sleep today.
When gram died, they adopted her two Golden Retrievers along with the two they already had. Bernie was recently diagnosed with cancer as well and they had to let him go today.
I know this is hard for my stepmom because this was her mom's dog that we got gram before we lost my grandpa, when we knew he was dying, for company. It's one of her last tangible holds to her mom's life.
I am glad she had Bernie for all of these years. And I am glad we had Bernie for all of this time.
I have the sniffles.
vw bug - Jun 07, 2006 2:01:22 am PDT #8234 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Go, Hil! You can do it!
Kristin, how absolutely frustrating!
{{{amych}}} My heart is aching for you all.
{{{Cass}}}
{{{Fay}}}
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ION, I SLEPT! I still feel like I was hit by a truck, but I slept! All night! 9 hours!
Can I go back to bed?
Cass - Jun 07, 2006 2:08:53 am PDT #8235 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
You can go back to bed. It's what I am doing. It is what all the cool kids are doing.
vw bug - Jun 07, 2006 2:10:53 am PDT #8236 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Nope. Have to go to class. Stupid class.
Also, must get in shower. But, I haven't had enough coffee yet!
Nora Deirdre - Jun 07, 2006 3:39:48 am PDT #8237 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
must be something in the air, vw. Tom slept for the first time in several days last night as well. Of course his rain-related anxiety this stretch is sure to provoke will likely make that an exciting once-a-week event.