Every nightmare I have that doesn't revolve around academic failure or public nudity is about that thing. In fact, once I dreamt that it attacked me while I was late for a test and naked.

Willow ,'The Killer In Me'


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.


Aims - Oct 26, 2006 8:54:00 am PDT #8790 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I'm trying to imagine Joe in a corset, and I just keep seeing stripey tights.


Fred Pete - Oct 26, 2006 8:55:52 am PDT #8791 of 10000
Ann, that's a ferret.

I look at my belly and realize I probably need a corset. Or at least a girdle.


SuziQ - Oct 26, 2006 8:57:14 am PDT #8792 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I'm trying to imagine Joe in a corset, and I just keep seeing stripey tights.

And a candy bra.


brenda m - Oct 26, 2006 8:58:12 am PDT #8793 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

Wow, it's like I can picture it in my head and...oh, right.


Volans - Oct 26, 2006 9:02:50 am PDT #8794 of 10000
move out and draw fire

Drape baby with head at your elbow and bum at your hand...then tuck that bum right under the faucet flow.

This was the technique my midwife taught me, but even as a newborn the only sink Mal could fit into was the kitchen sink.

Many guys wear corsets, and not necessarily as drag/crossdressing, either.

William Shatner, for example.


Toddson - Oct 26, 2006 9:16:05 am PDT #8795 of 10000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

OK, this is a first - William Shatner used to encourage someone!


Amy - Oct 26, 2006 10:16:13 am PDT #8796 of 10000
Because books.

I have no diapering advice. I'm sick of diapering. Sara better get potty-trained soon or I may go on strike. Thankfully, I've terrorized her into behaving while we change her, because that's just the kind of mom I am.

In glass-in-my-toe news, I actually had glass in my toe! For once, a self-diagnosis that wasn't complete bullshit. Went to the podiatrist, and he took care of the whole thing in about fifteen minutes. The worst part was the shots he gave me to numb my toe. They hurt like a motherfucker.


Topic!Cindy - Oct 26, 2006 10:21:16 am PDT #8797 of 10000
What is even happening?

Amy, I'm glad he got it out. Did he give you an antibiotic or anything?


Nora Deirdre - Oct 26, 2006 10:26:38 am PDT #8798 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Aha! My doctor plan prevailed after all!!!


Amy - Oct 26, 2006 10:31:06 am PDT #8799 of 10000
Because books.

Antibiotic cream. I limped into the pharmacy with my numb toe and dropped it off -- Stephen's going to pick it up. And I have to go back in two weeks to have him check how it healed.

The numbness is wearing off, but where he gave me the shots is beginning to get sore. Bleh.

Sara was so good, though -- she came with, and totally turned on the charm. And he's excellent with kids -- he kept telling her hold my hand, and asking her about her Polly Pocket and the Goldfish she was munching on. And when he told her she'd better drive him, she laughed and laughed -- "You so funny, Doc!" She actually called him Doc, which cracked me up.