'Just Rewards (2)'
[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.
Damn you, LJ! Darn you, angry fangirl hordes! (I normally love you, angry fangirl hordes. Or at least, the cream of the crop of you. But not today! Today I have angst, of the non-fandom type, not like the "my show has been cancelled" type (which I have experienced before), so grrrr!)
Ahem.
[This has been an unscheduled stop in meara's psyche. Please ignore, as she is unused to feelings, drama involving herself, and any comparisons that are not Miranda from SitC or Christina Yang.]
corsets up, gives meara a squishie, and pours her a Fernet
non-angry fangirl tacklehugs at meara
Or LJ is pitching a "Stop being MEEEEEN to ME" fit.
What, did they not read the Great Flounce-Off column I did? Sheesh.
Hec, I hope everything is okay with Emmett.
What, did they not read the Great Flounce-Off column I did? Sheesh.
Well, to be fair, it's one thing if you flounce off and leave the Internet. It's another thing entirely when the Internet flounces off and leaves you.
It's another thing entirely when the Internet flounces off and leaves you.
What, being nicer to the Internet won't fix that?
...it's one thing if you flounce off and leave the Internet. It's another thing entirely when the Internet flounces off and leaves you.
"In Soviet Russia...."
What, being nicer to the Internet won't fix that?
Hmmm. I suppose I've never tried buying the Internet flowers.
Hmmm. I suppose I've never tried buying the Internet flowers.
Cookies. The Internet likes cookies. Or so Clovis tells me.
I heard the internet likes twizzlers. They fit better in the ethernet ports than cookies...