Do you see any goats around? No, because I sacrificed them.

Willow ,'Showtime'


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.


Cass - Sep 20, 2006 3:27:53 pm PDT #3996 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.

That's right.
Oh! It was the neicelet's birthday yesterday. We've been texting. Love. Her.

And? I don't believe the people when they say shrift's parents didn't name her shrift (ditto Madrigal).
This as well. Madrigal is Madrigal. I suspect when I meet shrift, she will never be anything other than shrift to me. meara is meara though she answers to That Other Name as well.


Anne W. - Sep 20, 2006 3:27:57 pm PDT #3997 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Heh. I get thrown by the same thing, Cindy. I've seriously been considering creating a new personal journal and making the other one fandom and fic-only. At the same time, it seems like too much bother.


Lee - Sep 20, 2006 3:30:57 pm PDT #3998 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Is it too early to go to bed (even if I am still at work)?


Cass - Sep 20, 2006 3:33:23 pm PDT #3999 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.

"Oh, is THAT how you pronounce it?!?"
Nephlet, when he was wee-er, used to call me Aunty Jen. Except he pronouced it Antigen every time.

I felt powerful.

Like I should give him a science lesson.


JZ - Sep 20, 2006 3:34:02 pm PDT #4000 of 10000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Woot! Finally (sorta) finished finishing the finished work the other person did for me as a special super-helpful favor (except for the stuff I told her the doctor needed to review, which for some reason she's returned to me so I need to hunt him down, but no way am I doing that now), and so at last homeward, where I plan to drink my weight in root beer and topple into bed.


Jen - Sep 20, 2006 3:34:25 pm PDT #4001 of 10000
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

t waves hello!

meara is meara. It's an incontrovertible truth. I know the other name but it's just... not. Nope. meara meara meara.


Cass - Sep 20, 2006 3:34:34 pm PDT #4002 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.

Is it too early to go to bed (even if I am still at work)?
How long until you get to leave? Because I am thinking nap in a cupboard could work if you can't go home and be comatose.


Lee - Sep 20, 2006 3:36:19 pm PDT #4003 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

How long until you get to leave?

Only 25 minutes, so not long enough for a nap.

Oh well. I think tonight is going to be spent curled up in bed.


Jen - Sep 20, 2006 3:39:24 pm PDT #4004 of 10000
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

That how I'm spending my night! (Well, on the couch, anyway, watching the game.) I had a colposcopy and biopsy today, which actually didn't hurt at the time (I was shocked that it didn't--I was totally prepared for agony) but which is kind of crampy-making now.


Lee - Sep 20, 2006 3:42:25 pm PDT #4005 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That definitely seems to call for a curled up in bed night, Jen. I'm glad it's not that painful.