I've tried to march in the Slayer Pride Parade ...

Joyce ,'Same Time, Same Place'


Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.  

[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.


billytea - Aug 01, 2006 5:13:14 pm PDT #6348 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

You'll have to love for space. Um. That ain't right.

The German people demand Liebensraum!


Lee - Aug 01, 2006 5:58:03 pm PDT #6349 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I paid my rent, and now we* have beer. Soon there will be spanikopita, unless we have too much beer first.

  • Emily and I


Steph L. - Aug 01, 2006 7:03:28 pm PDT #6350 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Also, yay for Trudy pre-love.

Is this the boy you told me about at the F2F?


WindSparrow - Aug 01, 2006 8:12:19 pm PDT #6351 of 10001
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.

There seem to be several adorable Buffista sprog running about in the thread. Or at least their pictures.

Daniel is working on un-devil-catting the eyes from a few photos Harvey and Sammie in various decorative poses. But he decided to go to bed once I suggested Photoshopping some of the interior design (lack of) choices in the background.


DavidS - Aug 01, 2006 9:18:25 pm PDT #6352 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Daniel is working on un-devil-catting the eyes from a few photos Harvey and Sammie in various decorative poses.

Don't think of it as work. It's more of a calling. Spreading joy to all. The joy of cat pictures with angelically blunked out eyes.

But he decided to go to bed

Slacker! Denier of joys!


Pix - Aug 01, 2006 10:15:05 pm PDT #6353 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

t is happy that Trudy is happy


Volans - Aug 01, 2006 10:18:17 pm PDT #6354 of 10001
move out and draw fire

You're right about it being a New World monkey, billytea, and you pointed me in the right direction. It turns out it's a black-tufted marmoset [link]

Of course, now I'm wondering why New World monkeys have prehensile tails and Old World monkeys don't.

And I'm still unhappy for the poor thing, in a cage all by itself.

I really don't get Greek pricing, but in this case I'm not going to fret too much, as I just got a nice Bodum french press for about $10. I also got some nice coffee for it, and it turns out that I am what I drink: the coffee label says "Full-Bodied, Snappy, Bold, and Deliciously Sweet." (OK, maybe the last one doesn't apply).


Pix - Aug 01, 2006 10:23:34 pm PDT #6355 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Raq, did the package arrive yet?


Volans - Aug 01, 2006 11:07:03 pm PDT #6356 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Hi Kristin! It did! Thank you! I wore them to the latest doctor visit, and they helped my mood tremendously.

Is your new address a good and viable mailing address now?


Pix - Aug 02, 2006 12:21:43 am PDT #6357 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Raq, YAY! I'm glad they (finally) arrived and cheered you up. Oh, and the new mailing address won't be good until August 10th.

ION, it is 2:15AM here in California, and I have a serious case of The Creeps. Granted, I was reading a murder mystery before bed, but I read them all the time without getting creeped out, and this one was predictible and not particulary scary. Still, for whatever reason the skylight over my bed, which has never bothered me before, suddenly seems quite menacing and extremely accessible to rooftop intruders. Every time I close my eyes, I have this horrid fantasy that someone is up there staring down at me, and then I have to open my eyes and make sure it isn't true.

This is not making restful sleep much of a possibility.

t shiver

I'm really glad I'm moving soon. Sleeping alone here under this window is really not fun anymore.