Talk more, people! SO BORED!
Oh, yeah. There was this time I was pinned down by this guy that played left tackle for varsity... Well, at least he used to before he was a vampire... Anyway, he had this really, really thick neck, and all I had was a little, little Exact-O knife ... You're not loving this story.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
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.
Glamcookie - Mar 21, 2008 11:57:39 am PDT #929 of 10001
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
meara - Mar 21, 2008 11:58:01 am PDT #930 of 10001
Sorry, am about to head back to the other room to do some more box-sortage.
Glamcookie - Mar 21, 2008 11:59:02 am PDT #931 of 10001
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
You talking about concert ticket stubs? I save all those in a small accordion file and keep them organized by date. Why yes, I am in library school!
Ginger - Mar 21, 2008 12:00:19 pm PDT #932 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'm off to Nashville, leaving waaaay later than I should. There is scary traffic in my future. On the other hand, I got a huge amount done in the last 8 hours. There's nothing like not wanting to leave to concentrate your thoughts.
I'll be thinking about Byron.
Daisy Jane - Mar 21, 2008 12:03:17 pm PDT #933 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I'm about to go hang out with the girls and then go see one of my favorite local bands for the second and third time this week. [link]
Connie Neil - Mar 21, 2008 12:07:21 pm PDT #934 of 10001
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I save all those in a small accordion file and keep them organized by date. Why yes, I am in library school!
I am reminded of the time when I had to catalogue someone's collection of old event tickets from a local history collection at a small town library. It doesn't take long to get very dismayed at people's collections when one is slogging through trying to get high school play programs, old feed store invoices, and orange wrappers to fit into standard MARC format.
sj - Mar 21, 2008 12:43:37 pm PDT #935 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I know I'm being petty but I just got off the phone with T, and I'm pissed off. I got the information about where an old friend that T and I lost touch with is living, and I passed the information on to T, so that we could both write to her. T just called and said she was going to write a letter to her telling her about everyone, including TCG and I and our engagement. I politely asked her if I could be the one to share that information and she essentially said no.
Vortex - Mar 21, 2008 1:08:33 pm PDT #936 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I politely asked her if I could be the one to share that information and she essentially said no.
You're not being petty. All you can do now is beat her to the punch by sending an announcement to the old friend first.
§ ita § - Mar 21, 2008 1:12:36 pm PDT #937 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
That's not petty--tell her to get her own news to share. I'd just call the friend instead of relying on the post.
sj - Mar 21, 2008 1:15:59 pm PDT #938 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
You're not being petty. All you can do now is beat her to the punch by sending an announcement to the old friend first.
Too late. T is more organized than me and already has a letter ready to go to the post office.
That's not petty--tell her to get her own news to share. I'd just call the friend instead of relying on the post.
I only have the address.