I've said this before: I'm waiting for the episode of House where the patient isn't really sick; it's just that the expensive equipment that the patient is hooked up to is broken.
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.
I may have a partial plate.
beth, that is scary. Keep watching, see if you can confirm and get more of the plate, and report 'em.
It's never cancer, either, is it?I have seen it be cancer at least once in recent weeks, and it seems to happen on rare occasions.
It's never cancer, either, is it?
It's been cancer a couple of times, but they've removed it and found other things as well.
edit: House cross-post! That episode with Joel Grey didn't result in a miraculous cure, either.
Happy Birthday Princess Emeline!
Happy Belated Birthday Princess Sara!
Demon concrete armadillo for sale -- [link]
Almost all of my possessions have attacked me at some point. I feel much better now that I know I can attribute it all to mystical forces and sell them on eBay.
I love the "Buffy the Vampire Sleigher" door!
Happy Birthday, Emeline!!!
Happy Belated Birthday, Sara!!!
{{{Cashmere}}}
Oh! I forgot to say I like the Buffy door! It sleighs me. (It had to be said, 'k?)
Oh crap. It's now 3 am and I've just finished work for the day. Two hours earlier than I did last night. (I've been working from home, so no great commute to my bed, but still.)
(but I still say you shoulda waited a few more days)
Hee!
Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes for The Princess. In typical two year old fashion: My mom called this morning to wish her a Happy Birthday. Em took the phone, said "Hi.", listened for a minute. My mom was singing Happy Birthday. Em threw the phone on the couch, pointed at it fiercely, and yelled, "NO BIRTHDAY!"
What a goofy kid.
Bad Sail. You made me snort.