Mal: So we run. Nandi: I understand, Captain Reynolds. You have your people to think of, same as me. And this ain't your fight. Mal: Don't believe you do understand, Nandi. I said 'we run'. We.

'Heart Of Gold'


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.


Laura - Jan 06, 2007 9:17:48 am PST #9361 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.

I slammed my finger in a door last night! It really hurts!

I just burned the back of my index finger.

Ouch! Finger ~ma to both of you.


beth b - Jan 06, 2007 9:23:37 am PST #9362 of 10004
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

there is a ton of gold glitter on my office floor. I have no idea why. However, I found my first reward for cleaning a 10$ off DSW coupon good until march.


Daisy Jane - Jan 06, 2007 9:57:16 am PST #9363 of 10004
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Suzi and I need our fingers taken away.


SuziQ - Jan 06, 2007 10:14:16 am PST #9364 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Go DSW discounts!!!

The house has been unchristmased. Now to just get it clean.

Oh, and CJ has his little league tryouts this afternoon. First weekend of the year, and here we go. K-Bug also starts softball workouts next week. Dang. I mean, major league pitchers and catchers don't report until next month.


DavidS - Jan 06, 2007 10:18:26 am PST #9365 of 10004
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Oh, and CJ has his little league tryouts this afternoon.

Go CJ! He's still in Triple-A this year, right?

First weekend of the year, and here we go. K-Bug also starts softball workouts next week.

Go K-Bug!

Emmett's tryouts are on the 21st. Matilda's baptism is the 20th. My Dad and sister are both coming out for the dunking. Also my good friend Robin will be in town that week. Kind of action packed.


Topic!Cindy - Jan 06, 2007 10:22:10 am PST #9366 of 10004
What is even happening?

Plus, you've got to murder relatives and such.


WindSparrow - Jan 06, 2007 10:22:40 am PST #9367 of 10004
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Watch it with the finger ouchies, people. We need your fingers in good working order. So we can continue to read your fonts. Or for various porny reasons. Whichever.


SuziQ - Jan 06, 2007 10:28:06 am PST #9368 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

He will either be AA or AAA. Technically be called up to majors this year, but he really does not play at that level yet. He played AA last year.

I haven't commented on all the baptism woes. I hope you are able to find a way to avoid jail time.


beth b - Jan 06, 2007 10:33:14 am PST #9369 of 10004
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Organizing and decluttering - just got more complicated. The dust is trying to choke me. Matt will be going to the hardware store later - and he will buy me some cheap masks. He will eventually be helping me - but right now there really is only room for one person in here. At least I am through 80 %of the loose paper...


DavidS - Jan 06, 2007 10:33:37 am PST #9370 of 10004
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Plus, you've got to murder relatives and such.

You don't even know. Got a call from my Dad three days ago.

Dad: "I don't think we can make it."
Me: "You better make it. We've moved heaven and earth to align this whole event for you. Five months lead time for you to plan and all kinds of re-arranging. I can't tell you how many fights have been fought already."
Dad: "Well, we got tickets into LA so we could drive up with Ollie and Anita. But now they can't go."
Me: "But you already bought the tickets! Are you telling me you're going to fly out from Florida to LA and stay there for a week instead of coming up to San Francisco?"
Dad: "Also the hotels are too expensive. They're like $80 to $130."
Me: "That's incredibly cheap for San Francisco! We gave you the cheapest listings you're going to find."
Dad: "Well, we don't live in San Francisco."
Me: %@%##$$**&&&!!"
Dad: "You don't have to jump on my ass about it."

Yesterday he calls and says, "Okay, we sorted it out. We're staying at the Columbia Motor Lodge."

At least when my Dad creates a problem out of nothing he fixes it two days later.