That's sort of Angelus-y, don't you think?
Which, depending on Stephanie's feelings about the hottitude of Angelus, could work in Joe and Stephanie's favor.
Buffy ,'Sleeper'
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That's sort of Angelus-y, don't you think?
Which, depending on Stephanie's feelings about the hottitude of Angelus, could work in Joe and Stephanie's favor.
GF and I watched Hush last night and she just IMed me:
I miss Buffy. It was so much better than what we have now.
Aw!
It's so true.
ETA: and Moonlight is really making me miss Angel.
My dad thought he was having a heart attack a lot when we were kids...they were panic attacks, or something.
...Okay, this is REALLY gross TMI of a menstrual nature, and I do apologise, but I have to share because I'm just so squicked.
So my floor? Looks like some small animal was slain over it. I mean, I have on occasion had that whole huge-clot-of-blood - that-feels-like-it's-a-freaking-ORGAN-being-expelled thing, but this....I mean, good grief. I could feel myself starting to bleed, I went to stand up, and then what felt like half my innards fell over the bed. So I PICKED IT UP and ran to the bathroom to dispose of it and sort myself out. And now I've had to return, having girded my loins, and stare at the blood splattering the floor and the bed, and start scrubbing.
....it's like something out of Carrie.
Oh, Fay. That's always alarming. That happened when I had Jake and got out of bed for the first time afterward. I'd had a C-section, and I did NOT think I would bleed that way. I was, uh, wrong.
Well, as long as we're on the topic: Why does everything "down there" have to go to hell at once? I can't just bleed in big nasty gushes and chunks but my disgestive tract needs to contribute as well? And the Pepto attempt at regularity needs to turn things black? I swear, its half a roll of paper every time I go to the ladies room (and by "go" I mean "sprint") and do they both need to feel like I'm exploding? WTF is with the exploding?
Ugh. something like that happened to me. luckily, I was on the toilet at the time. I looked down and said "what the HELL is that?" It prompted me to go to the doctor and that's when I found out that I had fibroids.
The day is looking up! Co-worker just IMed that he's bringing in pumpkin pie! And he's a good cook!
My day is getting brighter from reading the whitefont and realizing what problems I DON'T have... so, thanks for that, girls.