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.
Oh, Amy, god, that's awful! The bank better do right by you! And ~ma to your poor mom. That happened to my grandma, too; they finally had to use an ankle vein. *shudder* Oh, and ~ma to your FiL, too. This bad stuff needs to stop, right now.
Toddson, good grief. Oh, but hey, my mom had her cataracts removed and artificial lenses put in, and she walked out with 20/20 vision. So, you know... it might be all right.
BetsyHP, sorry about the boy's migraines! Damn.
Rains=pours.
There's a good reason I'm not close with (most of) my family. They're crazy. Crazy is not a good thing to be close to. I don't even know where most of my family lives.
I want to hug Tom Scola tight. And P.-C. too (careful of the shoulder). Hope that's okay.
I've never set my hair on fire. I did accidently set a bra on fire once, though.
Erin, ha!
ImeN, today I did my boss's job, because she... didn't. For the last three days. WTF? I don't know.
SA, yikes! Glad it was only a little singe.
ita may be able to kill you with her pinkie, and River with her mind, but me? I do it with sheer stupidity.
Erin is me. Again. Except I have never caught stuff on accidental fire. Oh, a fingernail once.
They are all waaaaaaaay the frack up near Denton though.
DJ, my knowledge of the area is approximatel,y -3 but that's not all that far away, no?
I found out the other day that we kids are throwing a surprise party for my dad and stepmom's 25th anniversary in about a month. Surprise! Especially for me.
She's a hermit who screens ALL her calls and makes me look social.
I like where there are people who are more hermit than I. It's like not being the craziest person in fandom. Reassuring.
I cleaned my stove! It took forever, but I took apart all the burner pieces and scrubbed everything, and now it's all clean and shiny and ready for Passover!
Still to do: oven, sink, counter, table, sort foods in cabinets. I can do the table and the foods tomorrow, then the rest of the kitchen stuff on Sunday, I think. (Erm. You're probably not at all interested in my progress updates. But my stove is clean! It deserves exclamation points!)
Also, I stabbed myself in the ass with a paring knife when I was 14. No, not on purpose.
Honey, we know this story. We cherish this story. It is a part of our lore.
I did accidently set a bra on fire once, though.
really? Were you wearing it, or, you know, flinging it merrily about the room?
My roommate set her bed on fire having sex once.
Falling candles, people. Not a tinder box.
Honey, we know this story. We cherish this story. It is a part of our lore.
I can never remember who I've told. I assume I've told people, and then make an allusion, and they're all "Huh?"
Although I did tell one of my students in the ER, and she about killed herself laughing. Hey, we were in a hospital already.
Our quiz question in class today was kind of about hermitude. Well, actually it was about the unpardonable sin--despair. No, it was more about hermitude and how Hawthorne, Melville, and Jewett handle the subject differently. But, there was also talk about the unpardonable sin as being the cause of hermitude.
So, my point is...yes, I have a point...I always have a point! Oh, yeah, my point. We Buffistas are sinful creatures in our hermitude. But, really, I think that's the least of our sin worries, unpardonable or not..
We Buffistas are sinful creatures in our hermitude.
That, really, is the least of my sinful concerns. Barely a sinful footnote, really.
My roommate set her bed on fire having sex once.
I feel I should offering pointers on how to enjoy fire without Setting Things On Fire. Oh! Time to light some candles!
I did accidently set a bra on fire once, though.
really? Were you wearing it, or, you know, flinging it merrily about the room?
I flang it merrily and it landed on one of those big glass things that often have lit candles in them. And then there was some distraction, but not the kind I was intending to cause.
Emeline is watching
The Simpson's.
Whilst wearing her Princess dress and a tiara.
Where did this child come from??
