Xander: How? What? How? Giles: Three excellent questions.

Xander/Giles ,'Never Leave Me'


Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History  

[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.


§ ita § - Mar 09, 2007 5:38:43 pm PST #106 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Ginger, I hope things work out as simply as possible for your mother and the rest of you.


P.M. Marc - Mar 09, 2007 5:58:27 pm PST #107 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Ginger, you're in my thoughts.

Today has been a day of minor frustrations and headaches galore. When does mercury get the hell out of retrograde again?

Per my skip level in the hallway today, today.

I blinked, as he's one of the last people on the planet I'd expected to offhandedly remark on that when casually discussing the generalized yargh that's been our week.


Aims - Mar 09, 2007 6:57:51 pm PST #108 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

When Partner Communication Would Have Come in Handy:

Joe (to Emeline): ...and I just gave you some cough medicine.
Me: But I already gave her cough medicine.
Joe: When?
Me: Abot 20 minutes ago, when you were outside on the phone. When did you give it to her?
Joe: About 10 minutes ago, when I was on the phone with my mom.
t Emeline yawns
Joe: How much did you give her?


Pix - Mar 09, 2007 7:03:02 pm PST #109 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Oh CRAP! I'm sure she'll be fine, but oh no!


Cashmere - Mar 09, 2007 7:30:50 pm PST #110 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.

Today has been a day of minor frustrations and headaches galore. When does mercury get the hell out of retrograde again?

The 16th.

Went to 2 different urgent care centers. Both closed. The security guy at one suggested I go "down the road" to OSU. Um, the 100 acre campus medical center with the ER that treats most of the GSW's and trauma victims in town? No. I'd have been there until 5 a.m.

So I stopped by CVS for calamine lotion and some benedryl. I'll call the answering service tomorrow morning and see if I can't get speak to the on call doc and get a script called in.

Ginger, lots of ~ma for your mother. And coping & decision ~ma for you.

edited: Thanks, everyone for the love. It helped to come home to that.


Pix - Mar 09, 2007 7:33:31 pm PST #111 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Oh Cash, that's awful. I am so sorry.

To distract us from the ick, I propose a round of Guess That Buffista!

When I was a little girl I wanted to be Indiana Jones. In a tiara. And have a secret life as a queen.
Now I realize that when I was a little girl, I wanted to be a gay archaeologist.


SuziQ - Mar 09, 2007 7:38:03 pm PST #112 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

No clue, Kristin, but bwah!!!


Pix - Mar 09, 2007 7:45:02 pm PST #113 of 10003
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

I can't believe I forgot the whole "on the West Coast" thing and posted this query after 9 board time on a Friday.

Two more, and if no one identifies either, I will reveal all three before I go to bed.

I have nine large (3-4 feet x 6 feet) bookcases. They do not hold all of my books. At least if I were addicted to cocaine, I wouldn't have to figure out a place to keep it.

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Things I Have Learned from Friends in the Kink Scene: do not make the mistake of thinking those mini claw clip hair accessories can be substituted for nipple clamps. Apparently that was not the sort of sensation they were looking for.


DavidS - Mar 09, 2007 8:24:30 pm PST #114 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Erin

Betsy

Tep


Steph L. - Mar 09, 2007 8:38:57 pm PST #115 of 10003
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

That last one is definitely NOT me. Because those mini hair-clip thingies make excellent nipple clamps.

Er. So I hear.

ION, can't sleep; clown will eat me.