Oh my god. What can it be? We're all doomed! Who's flying this thing!? Oh right, that would be me. Back to work.

Wash ,'Bushwhacked'


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.


Daisy Jane - Oct 16, 2006 11:11:39 am PDT #7363 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I am using it on a mac. The videos are there in the purchased list, then I click on them...and nothing. It also won't move most stuff over to the pod- manually or automatically.

((Laura)). I hate deathiversaries.


SailAweigh - Oct 16, 2006 11:17:32 am PDT #7364 of 10000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

{{Laura}} I know that can still hit hard. Much ~ma to his widow.

DJ, you're making me very happy that I don't have an iPod. I'm getting old and crotchety enough I'm tired of learning so much new technology.


Cass - Oct 16, 2006 11:22:48 am PDT #7365 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.

Sad news, Laura... Also? I am so glad to see you back.

And Todd! Hi Todd!

Nicole abandoned me. She is about to take off so some thoughts of noweemonster~ma might be appreciated. We had a lovely time.

Pretty Gothy Harry Potter boy was not working today. But we got his name and I shall go back again. Because, yeah, the pretty. And he feeds me sweets. It's like perfection. With bonus potential penis.

Have wicked headache. Not sure if it is because I haven't eaten or because I just have a headache so I slammed two glasses of iced tea (decaf), some Advil and my food just finished cooking. If I still have a headache in fifteen minutes, it's nap time. Oh and I started a fire because it looks, sounds and feels nummy. My brain best appreciate all I am doing for it.


vw bug - Oct 16, 2006 11:25:18 am PDT #7366 of 10000
Mostly lurking...

{{{Laura}}} ~ma to you both.

TODDSON! SO good to see you!

ETA: Poor {{{Cass}}} But, yay for pretty boy's name!


brenda m - Oct 16, 2006 11:29:11 am PDT #7367 of 10000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh and I started a fire because it looks, sounds and feels nummy.

Fireplace, right? Just checking.


Cass - Oct 16, 2006 11:37:13 am PDT #7368 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.

::shakes head::

I really have a bad rep around here...

Yes, fire is in the fireplace and is only messed with using the Approved Fire Pokey Thing and not my clickystick.

I might be a little pyro, but I am a safe little pyro...

--
Food is good. Hoping that I just needed to eat. It might be true, at least.

And, yes, the pretty gothy HP boy has a name. It's not Voldermont .


DCJensen - Oct 16, 2006 11:46:44 am PDT #7369 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

Oh and I started a fire because it looks, sounds and feels nummy.

Isn't it good? Norwegian wood.


DCJensen - Oct 16, 2006 11:48:18 am PDT #7370 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

Try Senuti for now


ChiKat - Oct 16, 2006 11:59:00 am PDT #7371 of 10000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Oh, {{{Laura}}} ~ma to you and his widow. That's just horrible.

TODDSON!! So good to see your type around here, woman!


Laura - Oct 16, 2006 12:04:19 pm PDT #7372 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

Mmmm fireplace. I have no fireplace. If I did I would use it all the time even when it is 90 out. My power bill would be even more painful than it is now.

Thanks for all the hugs. It's an odd thing because I don't exactly know how I feel, or how I should feel. We said our goodbyes some time ago. I exchanged email with him on his birthday a couple weeks ago. We didn't really have anything else to say. I sent him a smart assed "only the good die young" type birthday note. He replied that God would get me for that sentiment. I responded that it was a heck of a time to start believing in God. He was an atheist. I smiled. I know he smiled. I'm sad for his loss, but he was ready. Amused that the obit I saw had his age wrong.