Mmmmm, pumpkin butter. I've never had it, but it sure sounds good!
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[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.
Glamcookie - Oct 23, 2007 7:49:16 am PDT #778 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
juliana - Oct 23, 2007 7:54:05 am PDT #779 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
I kept wanting to say inappropriate things like, "Another living room? Really?"
HA! I would have paid you five dollars to say it....
Pix - Oct 23, 2007 7:59:33 am PDT #780 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Shit, Aims. Like you guys haven't had enough on your plates??? So much ~ma to Joe's mom and to you all.
HA! I would have paid you five dollars to say it....I counted three living rooms and two dining rooms, and I only saw a corner of the house. Seriously.
Sparky1 - Oct 23, 2007 8:28:05 am PDT #781 of 10002
Librarian Warlord
I counted three living rooms and two dining rooms, and I only saw a corner of the house. Seriously.
My sister used to teach at a women's junior college that shall remain nameless where one of the "things to do" was for the student, mother and grandmother to get matching fur coats. Every year.
Lots of heart ~ma for your MiL, Aimee.
Toddson - Oct 23, 2007 8:28:12 am PDT #782 of 10002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
DJ, sorry - I thought you meant THAT Elvis.
Glamcookie - Oct 23, 2007 8:28:55 am PDT #783 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Health~ma to MM's mama.
Amy - Oct 23, 2007 8:37:12 am PDT #784 of 10002
Because books.
Oh, Aims. All kinds of ~ma for Joe's mom, and for you both.
Why does anyone need more than one dining room?
Connie Neil - Oct 23, 2007 8:42:36 am PDT #785 of 10002
brillig
Why does anyone need more than one dining room?
Well, you're certainly not going to let *those* people eat in the good dining room.
Daisy Jane - Oct 23, 2007 8:43:52 am PDT #786 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Toddson, no worries. I meant THE Elvis- at least to me. I just love his sarcastic, goofy-looking, rubber ankled, lyrical genius self.
JZ - Oct 23, 2007 8:51:33 am PDT #787 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
The recruiter just called back -- they do want someone else, but they still don't want me; they strongly feel I wouldn't be a good match. I feel just sort of wretched and tainted and more and more like I'm going to end up exactly where I didn't want to be a few months ago, trapped into taking the high-paying data-manipulation-in-a-cave job on campus that I don't want but can't afford to not take, and there goes the next twenty years. Thank God there's no gin in the house.