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'Beneath You'

Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness

[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.

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Beverly - Jun 07, 2008 3:42:03 pm PDT #2460 of 10001

Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

::Nodding at WindSparrow::

Recovery isn't like sculpture, or music, or anything you start, struggle with, eventually find the key to, and then finish, with a sense of accomplishment and pride. Would that it were.

No, recovery is like verdamndt housework. You sweep, you make beds, you mop floors, you shine windows, you dust. But at no one point can you *stop* and say, "I'm done! It's perfect, I don't have to do any of that again."

Which, you know, sucks. I thought the getting to the ugly stuff and dragging it out to be looked at, examined, dealt with, meant putting it behind me and moving on.

Turns out, not so much. You have a good day, get some things done, feel validated, worthwhile, bask in the sun a little and there, scuttling at your feet is one of those ugly things, or a whole pack of them. Greying everything out and pulling all the warmth and light out of the day. But what can you do? You deal. That's just how it goes.

And the patches of light and air and feeling worthwhile get easier, and the patches of grey get farther apart, they do. But they don't go away. Or they haven't yet.

sj - Jun 07, 2008 3:43:28 pm PDT #2461 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I'm bored. TCG is at a gig, that I am not at, because it will be smoky and my asthma has not been fun lately. My DVR is completely empty of fun things to watch, and I can't decide which book to read. It's totally a diamond shoe bored, but I'm still bored.

sj - Jun 07, 2008 4:47:50 pm PDT #2462 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Tea:

I didn't mean to kill the thread. I decided to be productive and do laundry.

Cashmere - Jun 07, 2008 4:48:57 pm PDT #2463 of 10001

Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm reading and trying to put the kids to bed, sj. And hoping we don't get hit by a huge storm. There is thunder, though.

sj - Jun 07, 2008 4:50:55 pm PDT #2464 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I hope the kids don't fight bedtime and that there is no huge storm. What are you reading? I finally settled on The Color of Magic, which I had started reading ages ago, misplaced, and then found again when we moved.

Hil R. - Jun 07, 2008 4:56:53 pm PDT #2465 of 10001

Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

We're getting thunder here, but no rain yet. I watching Feasting on Asphalt and trying to motivate myself to chop up some onions and garlic so that I can make scrambled tofu tomorrow morning. (Anything that needs to be chopped for breakfast must be done the night before. I don't trust myself with a knife in the morning.)

Cashmere - Jun 07, 2008 4:57:12 pm PDT #2466 of 10001

Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm reading stuff for Drollerie. But I have have to go put Liv back down because I can hear her frolicking in the toilet in the upstairs bathroom.

sj - Jun 07, 2008 5:03:28 pm PDT #2467 of 10001

"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Anything that needs to be chopped for breakfast must be done the night before. I don't trust myself with a knife in the morning.

This is a good rule. I'm awful at making breakfast in the morning. I tend to burn things because I'm not awake enough to pay close enough attention.

But I have have to go put Liv back down because I can hear her frolicking in the toilet in the upstairs bathroom.

Hee! Such a cute image, although maybe not for you.

megan walker - Jun 07, 2008 5:17:13 pm PDT #2468 of 10001

"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

Speaking of cute, Matilda is like a totally big girl now. Kids are growing right under my nose! This must stop!

Fay - Jun 07, 2008 5:27:52 pm PDT #2469 of 10001

"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Okay, damn, right now I pretty much want to empty my bank account, get on a 'plane and go round up Tom and Allyson and...well, okay, not hug them breathless or snog them to death, because - personal bubbles and no vodka. But quite possibly turn up on doorsteps, smile shyly and do some awkward Sochul Skillz: I'm doing 'em wrong head-ducking and then track down their respective parents and whack them repeatedly with crowbars (futile and unempathetic as that might be).

Jesus, you guys. I'm furious that you got dealt such fucking lousy cards, and weeping uselessly at your guts in working on dealing with the fallout. Stupid fucking universe. Stupid fucking Orcs.

You are both LOVELY, and eminently desirable and loveable and likeable, and you both deserve VERY MUCH BETTER than you've been handed so far.

Seriously. Crowbar. ijs.

(They'd never see it coming! Eccentrically clad Englishwoman with crowbar. And witnesses would just be all "...there was a hat...she had these ruby slippers, there was this silk handbag - actually, it all co-ordinated kind of disturbingly well - oh, and a big ass... her face? Damn. No, didn't notice, too busy staring at the hat..." and then I'd be off to Thailand, disguised in sneakers and jeans, cackling quietly to myself. Possibly murmuring something about burning baby fishes.)

...yeah, okay. Two wrongs blah blah blah healing process blah blah blah. I'm still thinking crowbar.

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