In Buffy, spoilery for 7.21 and 7.22.
Jacqueline Zahas:
It just occurred to me that we never did find out what was in the note she left him after the best night of his life.
Teppy:
Dear Spike,
Look, the fate of the world could be in my hands (*again*, which, I don't mind telling you, is getting really old), and I just needed one. good. night's. sleep. But --
YOU SNORE!!!
--B. Summers
edited b/c I found jz. won't lose her again. apologies, hec.
In Natter:
billytea:
Apropos of nothing, the philosopher Moritz Schlick, famed as one of the founders of logical positivism, was shot and killed by one of his students in 1936 after giving said student a failing grade. In Ethics.
Typo Boy:
pretty much proving that the grade was, in fact, correct.
eta: Nilly, duly noted, and thanks!
JZ, the unknown Buffista who reads like billytea is, indeed, billytea.
JZ enters Natter, smiling sunnily; looks around at all the surly funky swollen and inchoately disconsolate Natterers surrounding her; falters, stares fixedly at her shoes (black, open toed, pink toenail polish for those keeping track); digs into her purse and begins distributing pacifiers, blankets, Spanish almonds, sex toys, single malt Scotch, and Zoloft.
Does any of this help?
Ummm, how about a shiny nickel?
JZ, that's twice I've commed you today, even if you were setup to Teppy before.
even if you were setup to Teppy before.
That's a VERY worthy spot, I'll have you know!
And the winner of the "They should film this and show it every Christmas" category, our very own Matt, in Natter:
Greetings all. Sorry I haven't been around much, but work has been keeping me busy. Especially what with the BABY RACCOONS FALLING THROUGH THE CEILING in my co-worker's office earlier this week. I was the schmoe who was manning the office when it happened, though my grousing is mitigated somewhat by the fact that my outdoorsy boss actually netted the things and put them in a carrying case for release outside (I just shut them in a bathroom and barricaded the hallway with a table so they wouldn't scamper off). Tonight I'm waiting for him to return with a trap so we can put it in the attic and hopefully get rid of our little squatters.
Madrigal Costello, in F2F:
(Yes, I live in the state where people put long underwear under their leather pants and bondage vests, it's like a meeting of the Lake Woebegone Swingers Club.)
Sean K:
I've always felt that if the world is going to pretend you don't exist, pretend they don't exist right back at them.