Two by two, hands of blue. Two by two, hands of blue.

River ,'Ariel'


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.


Sean K - Dec 19, 2007 9:44:38 am PST #9092 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Ha! Well, Lewis is a pretty good writer to crib from.


Jen - Dec 19, 2007 9:47:43 am PST #9093 of 10002
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

A waaaay back, the question was posed:

Did you all love the feel of corsets from the first time you wore one?

Just chiming in to say yes, yes, a thousand times yes, but that's because I had a knowledgeable friend with me to help me put it on, cinch it correctly, etc. Putting a corset on incorrectly is very uncomfortable and crazy-making, so I would say that before your friend gives up on her dress completely, she should try to find someone who isn't a wedding dress fitter but rather a wearer of corsets to try it on with her.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 19, 2007 9:53:22 am PST #9094 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Jen!

How's your friend, did she come out of surgery OK?


Jen - Dec 19, 2007 10:04:39 am PST #9095 of 10002
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you

Nora!

Thanks for asking about my friend. She's doing OK--she came out of surgery and spent a few days in the SICU, but is now in a step-down unit. She's breathing on her own, one of her chest tubes came out, and she's even been eating a bit. It's going to be a long, long recovery, but they expect it to be complete.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 19, 2007 10:08:25 am PST #9096 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I'm glad that things will be OK. (even though it will be tough for a while) I'll keep her in my thoughts!


Aims - Dec 19, 2007 10:21:44 am PST #9097 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Boss: Aimee, will you please take care of your exploding box?

Me: t blink blink blink

Boss: You have too much mail in it and it's falling out.

Me: Oh. Yeah. Sure.


Daisy Jane - Dec 19, 2007 10:22:53 am PST #9098 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Well, that's...a thing you could say.


Miracleman - Dec 19, 2007 10:24:28 am PST #9099 of 10002
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Boss: Aimee, will you please take care of your exploding box?

Me:

Boss: You have too much mail in it and it's falling out.

Me: Oh. Yeah. Sure.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!

Boss: Aimee, will you please take care of your exploding box?

Aimee: Okay, but I'm not comfortable doing that in the office...


Laga - Dec 19, 2007 10:26:52 am PST #9100 of 10002
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I've noticed some times, today with the atheism discussion ferinstance, that someone will need to vent about something they read an another site. Often times it's because the people on the other site are stupid and mean and over here we are smart and polite. But I think a lot of us have a tendency to want to take a topic and talk it out, explore all sides of the issue. Some times it looks like some of us may be on the same side as the stupid and mean people elsewhere. Today I think it worked itself out without too many hurt feelings but the impression I'm getting is that the bad vibes over on those stupid and mean sites kind of leak out over here. And I'm not saying that it's not OK to want to discuss how something icky is happening some place else. I'm not sure what my point is. Perhaps I'm just remarking on a phenomenon. I feel like sometimes that salon dot com ick gets on us.


SuziQ - Dec 19, 2007 10:59:06 am PST #9101 of 10002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I have a phone interview in 3 minutes and I'm FREAKING OUT.

Deep breath.....

Accckkkkkkk.