Okay, um, I'm lost. Uh, I'm angry, and I'm armed, so if you two have something that you need to work out --

Mal ,'War Stories'


Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?  

[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.


Cass - Jun 17, 2007 1:17:41 pm PDT #3121 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Cindy!

Oh damn, meara. That just ... sucks. Both the having your car vandalized and the having nothing of the nookie variety last night. I haven't had car troubles like that for years and I still have oogy shivers reading about yours. No good very bad thing. I hope you can get the glass repaired soon.


erikaj - Jun 17, 2007 1:21:29 pm PDT #3122 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Sorry about the City that Bleeds, Meara. Television stars can be such divas.


meara - Jun 17, 2007 1:25:56 pm PDT #3123 of 10001

Cindy, nope--it's part of my comprehensive, which has a $500 deductible....and it looks like it'll cost about $220, so no point in that.

Do have plans to get it done first thing in the morning, but we'll see if that's true. The problem of course being the whole "I ahve to go to work and then to the airport and then i'm gone for 10 days" part.


sj - Jun 17, 2007 1:56:32 pm PDT #3124 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Someone keep me from jumping through the phone and killing my not!m-i-l.


erikaj - Jun 17, 2007 2:32:30 pm PDT #3125 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Matricides are(usually) relationship killers. Of course, hindsight is always 20-20, right?


Laura - Jun 17, 2007 3:09:09 pm PDT #3126 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Welcome home Jessica. It's going to be tough to top the awsome gift you have to E this year for Father's Day. Yay for the added pictures. No sound on the video for me though.

{{meara}} Stupid window breaking people. I never lock my doors because I don't keep anything in the car worth more than my window. I've had the glovebox dumped a couple times, but not big bucks damage. Crazy inconvenient. And no nookie! Sorry sweety.

Sorry for the ER drama, Cindy. When Bobby sunk the construction drywall screw into the bottom of his foot I thought for sure that his doctor would give him a tetanus shot, but nope. He numbed his foot to remove the screw and gave him some painkillers. (he never needed them) Didn't even give him antibiotics. Doc said that tetanus shots are overused. I don't know, it's what you got when I was a kid.

I gotta go with erika's advice on the matricide, sj. But just in case, I'm here for your alibi.


sj - Jun 17, 2007 3:33:43 pm PDT #3127 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks, Laura. She called tonight, not to ask about the move or to see how we're doing, but to continue to yell about stuff that happened a quarter of a century ago. which she does every few months or so. Everytime I have any contact with her I'm amazed that she managed to have the incredible and well adjusted son that I love. I try not to complain about her here, because it feels like I'm betraying TCG in some way, but tonight was too much


Ginger - Jun 17, 2007 3:39:33 pm PDT #3128 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Only a quarter of a century ago? My mom goes back to stuff that happened as far back as the '30s.


beth b - Jun 17, 2007 3:40:12 pm PDT #3129 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I ampro kid in the thread- we have Spent this weekend seeing our oldest nephew graduate and playing with our youngest nephew ( who is three)

happy birthdays and MA~~~


vw bug - Jun 17, 2007 3:53:01 pm PDT #3130 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Cindy and sj, how frustrating!

Ok. I need help from the hivemind, and I need you to be brutally honest with me.

Pretend you're a friend of mine who's kind of borderline gothy. You haven't seen me much in the last five years, but you invited me to your wedding last September. I come back for it and leave you a card saying I'm making you a quilt.

Almost a year later, you see me in person and I give you this: [link] You hate me or love me?

Here's a close-up of some of the fabrics: [link]

It's just. so. bright. I love it, but I'm not sure it's them. And I've put a lot of work into it, but I hate to give them something that they'd hate when I still have time that I could possibly make a different quilt, then give this to someone else.

Thoughts?