Healthy mom and baby ~ma sent, Aimee.
Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.
Xander ,'Touched'
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.
WindSparrow - Jan 08, 2007 8:55:40 am PST #9659 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.
Polter-Cow - Jan 08, 2007 8:57:44 am PST #9660 of 10004
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
I'm going to have to count that as a Not!Compliment considering the context.
Hee. Er, yeah. That's the word she always uses: mingle! And I'm like, PEOPLE HAVE LIVES. THEY DON'T NEED ME IN THEM.
sj - Jan 08, 2007 8:58:06 am PST #9661 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Much ~ma to B and the baby.
Scrappy - Jan 08, 2007 8:59:51 am PST #9662 of 10004
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
DH plays his cards very close to his chest. We were friends for a long time before we got together, so even after he invited me over his house, I didn't know if it was supposed to be a date--although I was hoping like hell it was! As two dvorced folks, we took it very slowly and I had no idea how serious he was about me until he casually told me he was driving up to Mystic for dinner with his folks and asked me if I wanted to go. Once I got there, I found out from his mom that he'd never invited any other woman he'd dated since his divorce to meet them.
Fred Pete - Jan 08, 2007 9:00:31 am PST #9663 of 10004
Ann, that's a ferret.
Much ~ma sent from here.
Ailleann - Jan 08, 2007 9:02:46 am PST #9664 of 10004
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
don't know what I'm going to do with all of you
I'm pretty good at socializing and talking with people. I just have no concept of when people are flirting with me.
And anyway, I say all my snarky things out loud!
d - Jan 08, 2007 9:02:54 am PST #9665 of 10004
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.
Healthy labor and birthing~ma!
I need to get dressed and go to work. Don't wanna. I love my work, but the doing stuff thing isn't what I want to do today. Also, I pretty much had chocolate for breakfast and now I feel oogey. Which is very very wrong.
Karl - Jan 08, 2007 9:02:57 am PST #9666 of 10004
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
I have no problems sending or receiving flirt-waves
This is certainly true. At least half of what I know about Buffista-flirtage, I learned from Hec.
beekaytee - Jan 08, 2007 9:03:42 am PST #9667 of 10004
Compassionately intolerant
Mucho ~ma sent and visualization of a healthy toddler, well past any difficult times. Ease to them both.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 08, 2007 9:04:19 am PST #9668 of 10004
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
and even when the signals are understood and returned, it takes me approximately 3 weeks of HUGE ROMANTIC TENSION OMG to do anything about it, most times.
We were a while in happening. Tom had to wait out my aforementioned craptacular relationship and the immediate aftermath. So, in the meantime, we had lots and lots of time, within the 'ffista community and then smaller groups, and then just the two of us, to get to know each other pretty well without a lot of pressure. I met Tom for the first time in Feb. 2000 (the first S-ville Buffista gathering!) and we didn't get together till May 2002. I broke up with C. the day after New Year's Day 2002.
We did have some fun romantic tension probably about 3-4 weeks or so before we got together. Again, I never dreamed he felt anything for me like that, so in my mind, it was just fun, safe, flirting and banter.