I just think you're freakin' out 'cause you have to fight someone prettier than you.

Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else  

[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.


SuziQ - Nov 13, 2006 8:16:14 am PST #1184 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

No, no. ELLEN'S underpants.

The more I think about it, the more skeered I get. I also won a $50 gift cert to flowers.com. Not sure when they draw the grand prize (trip to LA).

I would love to do the staionary exchange too - was someone gonna organize? If not, I can...just don't wanna step on toes. Looks like that is handled.


Amy - Nov 13, 2006 8:19:32 am PST #1185 of 10004
Because books.

I can organize it if you want, Suzi. You've got a lot on your plate. Or you can! Whichever. I was thinking a simple list -- we all email snail mail addresses to one person, who then emails a list to the participants. Easy peasy.


Volans - Nov 13, 2006 8:20:27 am PST #1186 of 10004
move out and draw fire

I have no idea if I have my nice stationery here, but I'm willing to play if we do the exchange.

Also, speedy and fast-acting health-ma to Cass, Trudy, and Raq. I'm glad you're getting to at least visit Cairo, Raq, since they won't give R the posting. Also asshats.

Thanks! It appears to have worked in my case - my foot is lots better and I can walk on it (*). And it's OK about not getting Cairo; there are other jobs we want more. Looking 99% like DC at the moment (although I still think Zanzibar would be cool).

-* Yeah, I broke my foot (again) by falling down the stairs (again), this time carrying a sleeping Mal. He didn't even wake up and is fully unhurt.

I'm hoping that I took the fall-down-hurt karma from Hil this week as a birthday gift - Happy Birthday Hil!

And if I didn't say it, Happy Birthday Jess!


Vortex - Nov 13, 2006 8:24:12 am PST #1187 of 10004
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Whatever happend to the stationery exchange? Are we doing that? I have gorgeous cards, stamps, I'm ready to send something...

I know, I know! I have everyone's emails, was trying to figure out the best way to do it. I've been swamped, sorry! I'll get something out soon.


sj - Nov 13, 2006 8:24:53 am PST #1188 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{Raq}}} Quick-healing~ma.


Cass - Nov 13, 2006 8:29:00 am PST #1189 of 10004
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 know, I know! I have everyone's emails, was trying to figure out the best way to do it.
Oh excellent! No worries on being swamped. You are lovely for doing this.

I was trying to think of a good way to do this and sort of came up blank. Was thinking of a gmail acct along the lines of BuffistaRawk that we could all put our addresses into. A BuffitaWrite*, as it were.

eta: *Though apparently BuffistaCannotSpell. Ahem. BuffistaWrite...


Ailleann - Nov 13, 2006 8:30:39 am PST #1190 of 10004
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

So we'd just be writing notes to each other, in order to use stationery? I'm not swimming in stationary, but I'm game!

signed, full of Monday gronk


Cass - Nov 13, 2006 8:32:54 am PST #1191 of 10004
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

So we'd just be writing notes to each other, in order to use stationery?
And to say hi. The basic dashing off of notes. People whose address I already have know I do this randomly already. Unless I fear they will think me weird to send a note out of the blue.


Amy - Nov 13, 2006 8:33:51 am PST #1192 of 10004
Because books.

Do you need an email for/from me, Vortex?


Aims - Nov 13, 2006 9:04:18 am PST #1193 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Ooooh! Jilli I had the craxiest dream about you, your friends, and Halloween.

There was also a bit about me and one of your male friends. t waggles eyebrows