Ben: I didn't ask for any of this. I just want to be normal. Gronx: I wanted to be an underwear model. We play the hand we're dealt.

'Touched'


Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.  

[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.


Jars - Sep 01, 2006 2:26:22 pm PDT #1494 of 10000

Oh poor vw. Well the peppermint tea will help with the nausea maybe? Other that that, yeah, bucket and towel are your best buds. Go, lie, groan miserably.


libkitty - Sep 01, 2006 2:27:25 pm PDT #1495 of 10000
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Good luck, Sparky. Not that you need luck, but still.

Things are on hold with Nice Boy.

Sorry to hear it, Trudes, but I've heard patience is good for the soul. Not that I would know, mind you.

::runs, hides::

juliana, have you been watching the Alaska news? [link]

I'm not as freaked out as yesterday, but much more curious.


Cass - Sep 01, 2006 2:51:06 pm PDT #1496 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I'm so glad for your news, Cindy.

May September bring joy to all! So far it has brought me allergies!
Bastard brought me the same thing. Has a lot to answer for, IJS.

While I know the answer is supposed to be "JenK!", I'm really hoping it's actually "My non-animal-eating wife who is CARRYING MY CHILD IN HER UTERUS."
While Yay JenK? I am thinking this is the better answer.

Since Joe and I aren't religious in any sense of the word, we had a blessing down on the beach in Santa Monica. We each had a balloon and we all made our wish for her and then released the balloons. And then we all went to dinner at Gladstone's.
And it was wonderful and amazing!

Or Em. It could have been Em.
Speaking of? She hasn't called me in yonks.


Daisy Jane - Sep 01, 2006 2:52:48 pm PDT #1497 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Have you ever had one of those friends who was really nice and sweet and mostly thoughtful, but you kind of feel like if y'all were in grade school she'd have walked in your room and begun to go through all your things. She'd be complimenting you on them and stuff, but you'd be all "BACK OFF Handsy McGrabbygrab." And now she's all growed up and you still feel like you need to wrest your life from her overenthusiastic hands?

Worst thing is you can never explain to anyone else why they make you itchy.


Cass - Sep 01, 2006 3:01:24 pm PDT #1498 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

And now she's all growed up and you still feel like you need to wrest your life from her overenthusiastic hands?
Yep. And no idea what to do about it either.


Daisy Jane - Sep 01, 2006 3:06:44 pm PDT #1499 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

It's also such a sitcom cliche. You know? Main character finds someone they like to hang out with, they hang. Main character introduces the someone to the supporting characters. The someone and the supporting characters get along really well, and by the time main character realizes something has gone horribly wrong, supporting characters can't understand why she's being such a bitch to their new best friend.

Of course main character usually learns something valuable from the someone and that they weren't that bad after all, so maybe I should just shut my main character mouth.


§ ita § - Sep 01, 2006 3:15:49 pm PDT #1500 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

vw, get away from the lights and sleep. I have no idea if caffeine helps me, and mint risks making it much worse. But when I can convince myself to lie the fuck down with my eyes closed, it's never a bad deal.

Me, I'm startled that I managed to go hours between learning of an instructor's death and the onset of a migraine. Finally, I get to feel a strong emotion without it bringing on immediate pain, and it's this one?

Thanks, world.


vw bug - Sep 01, 2006 3:20:35 pm PDT #1501 of 10000
Mostly lurking...

Yeah, bed is very soon. Sitting curled up on the couch with Toto in a completely dark apartment, except for my computer screen. Which, is stupid, but I've really been trying to stay up till 9 to kind of reset my sleeping schedule to a more reasonable one. Guess this is a night I could let myself go to bed early.

Sorry to hear about the instructor, ita. That's awful.


Daisy Jane - Sep 01, 2006 3:20:38 pm PDT #1502 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

ita, that's horrible I'm sorry for you and all the other warrior women she inspired- like Buffy and the axe, you know?


Aims - Sep 01, 2006 3:20:55 pm PDT #1503 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

{{vw}} and {{ita}} - both for good measure.

So Em just got into trouble. She kept taking her Cheerios out of her bowl and throwing them on the ground and stomping on them. She got a warning and then got put in her naughty spot. She wouldn't sit in the naughty spot so she got put in her crib. She started jumping in her crib, so she got a swat on the back of her leg. She cried a bit. Then, I went in to get her after she stopped crying. I sat her down, told her what she did wrong and why mommy was upset and asked her to say sorry. She said, "Sorry!" grinned, laughed and then said, "You're funny!"