(((((Nora)))))
Spike: At least give me Wesley's office since he's gone. Angel: He's not gone. He's on a leave of absence. Spike: Yeah, right. Boo-hoo. Thought he killed his bloody father. Try staking your mother when she's coming on to you! Harmony: Well…that explains a lot.
'Destiny'
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.
sj - Dec 15, 2007 6:16:14 pm PST #8450 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Steph L. - Dec 15, 2007 6:32:41 pm PST #8451 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Ach, Nora. I'm glad your dad is okay, sweetie. And I think hysterical laughter is probably called for in this situation.
ION, it's cold and I have an unstable tummy, so I sent The Boy off to a party by himself, and I'm going to go to bed, but this is the first time I've gone to bed here with the house all empty. I mean, there are the dogs and the attack cats, but it's still weird.
Laga - Dec 15, 2007 8:51:52 pm PST #8452 of 10002
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I think I figured out what my least favorite thing about Christmas in California is. Fake snow scenes. Unfortunately my neighbor was in his yard when I exclaimed, "Good god that's hideous!" At the 9 foot glowing inflated snowman he's erected. I hope he didn't hear me.
Susan W. - Dec 15, 2007 9:04:14 pm PST #8453 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Annabel the shepherd. The little boy in the black robe standing in front of her is her best friend.
Annabel and me on our deck the day it snowed
beth b - Dec 15, 2007 9:20:34 pm PST #8454 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Jedi
It is the look on her face
Trudy Booth - Dec 15, 2007 9:45:33 pm PST #8455 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I'm just at the point where I'm afraid I'm just going to start laughing hysterically at the funeral or when something else goes wrong.
Everyone still loved Mary Richards.
Just keep a hanky handy. If you start to lose it pretend you are wracked by sobs.
Fay - Dec 16, 2007 12:39:12 am PST #8456 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Jedi. Definitely.
So here I am in England, 9000 baht poorer, pretty gosh-darned knackered, but happy to be home in the loving bosom of the family.
ion, England? Is cold. I mean, from my pov. What with the newly-returned-from-the-tropics thing. (Also, bears continue to shit in the woods, the pope continues to be Catholic, and Fox execs continue to be a shower of cunts.)
Brrrrrr!
I have deserted The Cat Daniel for well nigh 3 weeks. I've left him in the apartment, where he is in familiar territory, can snuggle under the duvet and stretch his legs, rather than consigning him to Cat Prison, where he would be in a wee cage being miserable. Friends are coming in to feed him, and hopefully they will also spend an hour or two drinking my tea/watching my DVDs, after which The Cat Daniel may possibly venture out from under the duvet to investigate them. Because if they just go in and put out food & water, he will hide hide hide.
I feel quite guilty, but I did stay there all freaking Summer keeping him company. And it's Christmas. And it's 12 months since I've been home/seen the fam.
Gosh, I'm tired.
vw bug - Dec 16, 2007 1:54:56 am PST #8457 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Fay, he'll be fine. Really.
Church got canceled. THANK GOD! I'm probably going to hell for that, but oh well. For now I sleep more.
sj - Dec 16, 2007 4:20:29 am PST #8458 of 10002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
From the sound of it hitting our windows, I think little bits of ice are falling, rather than snow.
DCJensen - Dec 16, 2007 5:36:06 am PST #8459 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.
For those who don't read her blog, Deb Grabien is holed up in a Days Inn in downtown Cleveland.
What a place for a Californian.