Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


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.


beth b - Apr 23, 2006 2:57:56 pm PDT #882 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

backhoe in the yard is a perfect photo oppurtunity.


-t - Apr 23, 2006 2:57:56 pm PDT #883 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Pictures marked for leisurely viewing.

At least tell me you'll be adding cocoa powder to the mix

No mix, recipes. It's only a matter of time before I'm making low-fat whole wheat twinkies (and, if DH has his way, deep-frying them)

(edited to correct bizarre typos)


beth b - Apr 23, 2006 2:59:56 pm PDT #884 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I am not a fan of twinkies. but

low-fat whole wheat twinkies

sounds worse.

but I can imagine twinkie shaped cream filled things that taste good ( Super porny pants, get you mind out of the gutter)


Nora Deirdre - Apr 23, 2006 3:06:02 pm PDT #885 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Have achieved lamb. And that crazy mint vinegar syrup thing was really good. Did my reading. Did not file all the damn papers in the office. Tom cooked me curry for lunch tomorrow and Tuesday. The kitchen sink's being weird, and I think I just want to go to bed.


Steph L. - Apr 23, 2006 3:07:26 pm PDT #886 of 10002
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

Cashmere's post about the Great Refried Bean Shortage is making me crave a crappy 39-cent frozen burrito. Hmmm. I could go to the grocery store....


Strix - Apr 23, 2006 3:12:27 pm PDT #887 of 10002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

vw, I used to be a college advisor. If you wanna e-me the courses you've taking, and what your degree goal/major is, I'd be happy to make some reqs. (Realizing, of course, I know nothing of prof reps at your uni, so...)


vw bug - Apr 23, 2006 3:18:41 pm PDT #888 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

Oh, thanks Erin. I'll figure it out tomorrow. I just feel so out of control right now...I'm just not sure what steps to take.


Topic!Cindy - Apr 23, 2006 3:35:08 pm PDT #889 of 10002
What is even happening?

Laura, in recent prom-ish sort of pictures, I've seen some of the young women with two or three long stem flowers (usually roses, but not always), gathered with a pretty ribbon. I'm not sure corsages are the thing. Maybe you could ask at a florist either near the school or the dance--see if they're getting orders for the dance, and if so, what people are ordering? Just a thought.


Aims - Apr 23, 2006 3:49:47 pm PDT #890 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

-t and I bought a present for Emma that made us both laugh like loons.

What is, what is???

I found her a t-shirt that says, "Mommy needs her meds!" with a picture of a harried looking mom. I laughed so hard.


Topic!Cindy - Apr 23, 2006 3:57:00 pm PDT #891 of 10002
What is even happening?

Laura, here are some examples of what I was trying to describe:

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[link] (the top few photos are what I was talking about, although they're more elaborate than I was thinking of, particularly for an 8th grade dance)

I'd still try to find out from a florist or other parents, though. These things vary from school to school. I know for my prom, we all got nosegays, while at my friend's prom a town away, everyone had wrist corsages.

I found her a t-shirt that says, "Mommy needs her meds!" with a picture of a harried looking mom. I laughed so hard.
Whee!