I told him he should have cold-cocked her and got a Vice Presidency.
Hee!
Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.
'Destiny'
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.
tommyrot - May 18, 2007 11:50:23 am PDT #9442 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
sj - May 18, 2007 11:50:46 am PDT #9443 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Go, Joe for standing up for himself!
beth b - May 18, 2007 11:52:58 am PDT #9444 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
cute baby! ded now.
go you GC!
beekaytee - May 18, 2007 11:53:17 am PDT #9445 of 10003
Compassionately intolerant
Weirdly enough, I'm finding that my cranberry pill ingestion is improving my heartburn. Which isn't why I started taking them every day, of course. My stomach gave me a lot of grief. It's funny the levels of discomfort you can learn to accept as "normal" and not notice till they are gone.
Fela has come to this as well. Looks like he has insufficient stomach acid, rather than too much. And that his wildly unappealing physical issues like snorking, snoring, spitting, belching, high pitched voice, heartburn and poor digestion are all related to a deviated septum that went undiagnosed for 40+ years. He says the symptoms were so much a part of his life, he didn't even notice them.
After a year and a half of pushing on my part, he's scheduled for surgery at the end of the month. I'll help him through that, even in light of the break up. Then? He'll be all fixed and go off to have a healthier, happier relationship with someone else.
Just call me the Bob Vila of dating.
t /bitter
DavidS - May 18, 2007 11:55:51 am PDT #9446 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
"I don't shake; I hug!"
"I don't hug; I stabinate."
Go, Joe for standing up for himself!
Heh. I don't think that's an issue for him.
Aims - May 18, 2007 12:00:10 pm PDT #9447 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Actually, in normal job situations, it's hard for him. He's not that gressive about stuff and often undersells himself. But when he gets het up with dumb stuff like this, watch out for flying lemons.
beth b - May 18, 2007 12:02:46 pm PDT #9448 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
and go Joe!
erikaj - May 18, 2007 12:05:17 pm PDT #9449 of 10003
Always Anti-fascist!
Of course, I've told y'all about the tone-deaf assholes who insist on head-pats despite my "die, die, die," facial expression. But I don't think huggers really know how overwhelming they can be, and how-the-opposite of healing and warm that can feel when you don't have the chance to give in properly. I don't know why they insist...hugging somebody who doesn't feel like it is like embracing salad tongs.(grandma made me look warm and cuddly, yo. *serious* Danish Reserve)
Toddson - May 18, 2007 12:10:27 pm PDT #9450 of 10003
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
seems to be my day for pointless and unrelated postings - Peeps for Passover.
sj - May 18, 2007 12:14:21 pm PDT #9451 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Of course, I've told y'all about the tone-deaf assholes who insist on head-pats despite my "die, die, die," facial expression.
I really hate those people.