But she was naked! And all... articulate!

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Sparky1 - Aug 10, 2007 3:04:26 am PDT #838 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

{{Buffista Kitties}}

Yay for good birthdays!

From way back, to smonster: No, I am not traveling to NC this weekend, since it just doesn't work when he wants to make a side trip to his friends and I'd be squeezed in the car with Frisbee players. I have, however, answered the SYTYCD call and am planning to roadtrip down for the show. You are officially forewarned. (Any other DCistas wanna road trip in Oct?)


d - Aug 10, 2007 3:17:13 am PDT #839 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

Apparently I was premature in dad's nerve conduction improving. Dammit! And my mom's all like I don't want to unload on you guys and worry you... I told her that was just dumb. Of course I also had to tell her good luck getting a hold of me this weekend thanks to work and continuing education classes. Sigh.


WindSparrow - Aug 10, 2007 3:24:05 am PDT #840 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

snuggles d.

I have no words for you, but I can send massive Harvey-purrs and all the best vibes and prayers through the interpipe.


Sparky1 - Aug 10, 2007 4:03:21 am PDT #841 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

d, lots of continuing ~ma for your dad. It has got to be very difficult to be so far away.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 10, 2007 4:11:03 am PDT #842 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Oh, d. I'm sorry. More ~ma for you and your dad and your whole family. I hope you can get your passport soon so at least you don't feel so stuck so far away.

She flung herself against me, crying, "No! No! My freedom! My FREEEEDOMMMM!"

HA! Man, Annabel makes me LAFF.


sumi - Aug 10, 2007 4:47:24 am PDT #843 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

The guy from the electric company came and is going to change my rate: the electric heat rate is 50% of the regular electric rate.

50%

My plan is to call ComEd customer service later this morning and see if I can get that rate back to when I changed to electric heat in December.


Laura - Aug 10, 2007 5:39:33 am PDT #844 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

That sounds encouraging, sumi.

Ouch, ChiKat! I hope it feels better today.

{{d}} It is so much harder when you can't your loved one see first hand.

FREEEEDOMMMM!

kitty ~ma

Also, I love waking to new Flickr posts. If I don't have you on my list of contacts please let me know, because the pictures do delight me. (I'm tortoiseshell) And yes, I need to put up more.


Emily - Aug 10, 2007 6:23:08 am PDT #845 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

Hello!


Lee - Aug 10, 2007 6:23:47 am PDT #846 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

EMILY!

I need your address.


Daisy Jane - Aug 10, 2007 6:24:25 am PDT #847 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Mr. Jane is freaking awesome. We went to our ritzy mall last night because he has a couple of customers who work at the MAC store who wanted to hook him up with some nail polish. As we're wandering past all the shops; Ferragamo, Marc Jacobs, Carolina Herrera and the like; I'm kinda sad that I no longer make the kind of money that allows me to splurge on even one thing there.

What does he do? He gets me some lipgloss at MAC (eyeliner for him), 2 bath bombs from Lush, and a pair of heels at Nordie's (on sale). We came in at under $70, but it felt like we'd gone on a spree.

Then we went to a dive that was having karaoke that night and sang "If I Had $1,000,000.00" and then went to see the video DJ.

Now I wish I'd called in to work sexed up.

Boo work! Yay husbands!