{{{Jessica}}} I hope Dylan is feeling better soon.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
I have an open request in Apocalypse, people who can help please contact me at CaBil@aol.com
We now return to your regularly scheduled thread.
Oh, poor Dylan, and poor you, Jess. Wrestling with time off and sick babies and work expectations all just sucks.
I am so bored.
"How bored are you, MM?"
I am so bored that I am reading a .pdf of the Majestic-12 Special Operations Manual regarding the acquisition and handling of extraterrestrial technology and biological entities (living and non-living).
That's bored, okay.
{{{Jess}}} Poor Dylan.
Special Operations Manual regarding the acquisition and handling of extraterrestrial technology and biological entities (living and non-living).
Does it tell you how to tell for certain whether a biological entity is living or not? Because they like to pretend to be dead, in order to put people at ease, before they come to life and ram their ovipositor down your throat to lay their eggs in your chest....
Also, as The Thing taught us, "Some organisms can survive after death."
Am home. Boy is still asleep. Poor noodle.
[eta: And I've just realized I have nothing to eat for lunch now. Crap!]
Get well, D! and Jess! and, probably, E!
I dropped my puppy girl off for her spay operation this a.m., and I jump every time the phone rings hoping that it's news she's out of surgery and doing well.
In other puppy news, I love the name on this little guy: [link]