I'm so evil and... skanky. And I think I'm kinda gay.

Willow ,'Storyteller'


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.


Laga - May 15, 2008 10:44:17 am PDT #9274 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Hooray for California!


Daisy Jane - May 15, 2008 11:38:33 am PDT #9275 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I am in bizarro land today.

1st-and it's not just me; it's several people today-I keep feeling like it's Friday, which would be bad enough because of the disappointment I keep feeling everytime I realize it isn't, but also because it's making me disappointed that tomorrow is Friday, and that's no way to feel about Friday.

2nd, there is a huge thing going on in my circle of friends that is so jaw droppingly wrong I can't think about it for more than a few minutes before I have to think about something else or my brain will fall out. I literally gasp out loud everytime my mind stumbles on it during a moment of inactivity at work.


Sean K - May 15, 2008 11:42:04 am PDT #9276 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Sorry to hear about the crapload of crap, Jars.

I have just finished some home renovation. For as long as S has lived here, there's been this big, black, ugly set of shelves dividing the living room from the dining room, and generally collecting clutter and dust, blocking light, and unnecessarily breaking up the apartment.

S hated it when she first moved in, but grew to accept it. And for the three years I've been here, I've mostly hated it.

Well, thanks to some other cleaning, new furniture, and other rearrangements around the house, S has agreed to get rid of it. She's spent the last week or so pulling stuff off the shelves, and this morning, I finally knocked the damned thing apart.

We had a big apartment before. It's now cavernous. We both really like the new, open apartment.


hippocampus - May 15, 2008 11:42:35 am PDT #9277 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

Go Lisah! Say hi to Rehoboth for me.


lisah - May 15, 2008 11:45:43 am PDT #9278 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

2nd, there is a huge thing going on in my circle of friends that is so jaw droppingly wrong I can't think about it for more than a few minutes before I have to think about something else or my brain will fall out.

Okay, Tease! Now I'm dying to know what it is! I need distraction for this last part of the day. I'm totally scatterbrain Vacation Girl today.

Go Lisah! Say hi to Rehoboth for me.

Thanks, Sox! I will.


JZ - May 15, 2008 11:50:34 am PDT #9279 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Okay, Tease! Now I'm dying to know what it is!

Me too! You make it sound so enticingly awful!

Which is not to say that you should share any of the gruesome details. I'm mostly just outing myself as a shameless lover of gossip, even gossip about complete strangers I will never meet.


lisah - May 15, 2008 11:52:30 am PDT #9280 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

I'm mostly just outing myself as a shameless lover of gossip, even gossip about complete strangers I will never meet.

Oh, seriously! My favorite gossip is about people I don't know.


meara - May 15, 2008 11:53:57 am PDT #9281 of 10001

Heh. I'm with JZ--I love gossip, even when it's about people I don't know and will never meet.

So, after over a week with no real work to do, I have access to some places where I could go look and find things to read. And learn about my work. And now I"m all "Don't wanna". Oy.

At least I"m feeling less fall-over-asleep than I was earlier. I still can't decide if this is an actual side effect of the meds, or just me believing in the side effects...probably the latter. That, or needing more caffeine.


Daisy Jane - May 15, 2008 11:54:01 am PDT #9282 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I'll whitefont it, because I can't even look at it

My friend has been dating this guy we've all been a little concerned about. There's the short time period from her divorce to seriously dating this guy, there's some substance abuse problems, there's him talking moving her to CA with him and marrying her all after 7 months, 1 messy divorce and some seriously thorny stuff.

A few weeks ago I talked to her about taking a step back and really looking at all this (remember my friend's boyfriend lecturing me on how to express my opinion-this is why).

Last night there was a huge function that both of our companies attended. I got an email this morning from our friend and her coworker that at that event he caused a huge scene, in front of her coworkers, her clients and people in our industry. Per our friend's email "He hit on our client – [bigshot at company x]. He would not back down. Kissed the guy on his bald head, rubbed his stomach and told him he was in really good shape. Then, when the guy told him to back off – progressively getting more and more stern – [Boyfriend] cupped the guy’s face in his hands and tried to kiss him on the lips! The guy grabbed [boyfriend's] hands and pushed him back. The more [our friend] would tell [boyfriend] to stop, the more he would bow up. [Other coworker of theirs] told me all of this. [our friend] has not made it into the office yet.

How I would kill for a post preview right now.


Daisy Jane - May 15, 2008 11:55:29 am PDT #9283 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I'm mostly just outing myself as a shameless lover of gossip, even gossip about complete strangers I will never meet.

Which is why I feel ok telling y'all. 'Cause really? I should not be the only one to have that in my head. I need to spread the awfullness so it gets lighter.