Hey, AmyLiz - how you doin?
Buffy: How bored were you last year? Giles: I watched 'Passions' with Spike. Let us never speak of it.
'Beneath You'
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.
SuziQ - Feb 16, 2007 3:57:29 pm PST #6133 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Amy - Feb 16, 2007 3:58:19 pm PST #6134 of 10001
Because books.
::giggles::
You do that very well.
SuziQ - Feb 16, 2007 4:00:42 pm PST #6135 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I had wonderful inspiration!!!
Amy - Feb 16, 2007 4:04:16 pm PST #6136 of 10001
Because books.
God, Sara is being so cute right now (she had a long nap this afternoon, so bedtime is a bit delayed). We're playing "school" and I'm the teacher, so she keeps running into the room with her Dora backpack and saying, "Hello, Teacher! I'm here for school!"
We drew shapes, then she sang the alphabet, then we stopped for snack (a candy bracelet Ben gave her), and now Ben (Mr. Ben to the kids) is showing her how to write letters.
I love the bossiness of kids at this age. She announces everything. "Now I'm going down to see Daddy. And when I walk back upstairs, I will say 'Hi, Teacher,' and then we will..."
Cashmere - Feb 16, 2007 4:32:45 pm PST #6137 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Going back a little, US$1200 in Melbourne would get you this in my former suburb: [link]
From the link:
carpeted bedrooms and rumpus
::snort::
Yes, I'm 12.
javachik - Feb 16, 2007 4:33:09 pm PST #6138 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Aimee should move to Philly and leave near me when I move back to PA!
Heh. I may be there, too.
I adore Sara and need to meet her. She can boss me around all she wants.
And now I suddenly crave having a big ball of girly fun at my place where everyone can come over, drink martinis, gimlets, hell--entire bottles of fernet--, play "Never have I Never", watch Bull Durham and sigh when Annie says "oh my!" and then follow that up with multiple Steel Magnolia viewings and more "Never Have I Never".
Then we all pass out in sleeping bags on the floor and freeze someone's bra and put someone else's hand in ice water. Or is it warm water.
And of course we'll need a oija (sp?) board!
Hil R. - Feb 16, 2007 4:36:05 pm PST #6139 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
When I was in LA a few years ago, we went to Roscoe's, and I had scrambled eggs and waffles. Very good waffles, and also really good scrambled eggs. (They make them with onions and cheese, and it's lots of gooey cheese and the onions sauteed so that they're flavorful but not too crunchy.) I can't remember whether I had syrup on the waffles.
Amy - Feb 16, 2007 4:39:59 pm PST #6140 of 10001
Because books.
And now I suddenly crave having a big ball of girly fun at my place where everyone can come over, drink martinis, gimlets, hell--entire bottles of fernet--, play "Never have I Never", watch Bull Durham and sigh when Annie says "oh my!" and then follow that up with multiple Steel Magnolia viewings and more "Never Have I Never".
Don't forget playing Levitation and telling scary stories.
Why are *you* thinking of moving to Philly, hmmm? I think I know!
Pix - Feb 16, 2007 4:41:03 pm PST #6141 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
I think my perfect night out with the girls would be in, not out. I want a bunch of really good gourmet munchies to go with the wine and foufy drinks. and I want to talks about books and tv and men . ( I want to be able to say - 'men' , without it being bitter , or with out feeling like I've dised my DH). Get a little raunchy. And then I want to settle the whole state of the world .
Beth's perfect girls' night is mine too!
ETA: All of these nights sound excellent. Get your butts over to my place post haste!
Lee - Feb 16, 2007 4:54:02 pm PST #6142 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
When is the party at Javachick's?