Somebody just said it's snowing in Westwood! Dude!
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
Somebody just said it's snowing in Westwood! Dude!
No. Way.
Screw global warming, we may need to start bracing for the next ice age.
Scarier than Google alone? Google leading you to Amazon wishlists which let you know that friends have (fear my vaguely topicality and such!) a baby now.
Screw global warming, we may need to start bracing for the next ice age.
My old hill in Echo Park would be perfect for a slalom.
Angel, you have plenty to unlive for. You have friends that care about you...
Jilli, did you know there was a Flickr photo group called Beautiful Decay?
This would make a good book cover. (Lots of room for the title at the top too.)
Jilli, did you know there was a Flickr photo group called Beautiful Decay?
Nope. Very striking stuff.
Jilli, did you know there was a Flickr photo group called Beautiful Decay?
I saw a website like that that focused on decaying London. Lots of abandoned churchyards.
I mean, how else could you contend that decent people would rise to the occasion? What subtlety am I missing here?Speaking only for me, I think maybe you took a leap from my 'selfishness ends up a moot point' and ascribed that to good parenting, which I was never discussing.
(Jilli - I was totally kidding about the whole growing out of your goth phase and the cable knit sweater thing. In hindsight, I should have realized that that was a shitty thing to say, even in jest, as I'm sure you get enough of that shit from other people that you don't need it from yur friends, even in a joking manner. I'm sorry.)