Dawn: You're not fleeing. You're... moving at a brisk pace. Buffy: Quaintly referred to in some cultures as the Big Scaredy Run Away.

'Touched'


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.


meara - Jun 22, 2008 1:51:21 pm PDT #4457 of 10001

oh Suzi, dang. That sounds really rough. I'm sure this is a stressful time for the whole family. I hope you can all go do some de-stressing stuff soon, whatever that is for each of you, soon!

omnis, that sounds great! glad they appreciate you so!! :)

Of course, I'm about to go to a brunch where she'll be, so we'll see if she acts as though this conversation never took place. Which is ENTIRELY LIKELY. I am prepared for that...

And as I predicted so it came to pass. Or something like that. In fact, I went to the brunch and had a perfectly lovely time (because I enjoy this group of friends). There was fun pictures of two older womens' wedding (they're dancers, but I don't know them well enough to have attended, but most of the crowd did, it was just a few weeks ago). There was explanation of the semi-perjorative use of the word "bougie". There was the discovery that one of the guys from the casino murder mystery party lives half a block away from me. I got to play with the GILF's grandbaby more (he's in that adorable 8 month old interactive stage).

GILF rolled in like, three hours after everyone else, claiming a wicked bad hangover. I'm thinking "You were HOW drunk last night??" Seriously???? Like, (a) you didn't drink all that much last night (like, three beers? *maybe* four? Over the course of four hours?) (b) If you're sooooo hungover this morning, how much does that mean your behavior was affected? (c) Heck, how much does that mean you REMEMBER?

We were never remotely alone during brunch, so I did not get a chance to ask anything of the sort. However, everyone did agree the karaoke last night was much fun, which I was pleased at, since it was my suggestion.

I am tempted to send an email with just something along the lines of "so, given the hangover, how much of Saturday night's conversation should I discount?"

Meanwhile, I should be getting ready for the date I have this evening...


SailAweigh - Jun 22, 2008 1:55:12 pm PDT #4458 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Suzi, Jessica sent us a package for the hospitality suite, that when opened contained a t-shirt with letter informing us that it was the hug proxy t-shirt. That the wearer agreed to accept all and any forms of affection from the F2F attendees in place of the folks who couldn't come this year. So, every hug, kiss, tickle, pinch that was performed on the proxy was passed on to those who stayed behind. I hope y'all felt them, because we did a lot of kissing and hugging!

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meara - Jun 22, 2008 1:55:44 pm PDT #4459 of 10001

Oh, and Laura that sounds really nice!! I think you should go to a liquor store tomorrow and stock up on wine for the rest of your visit, clearly.


Fay - Jun 22, 2008 2:08:41 pm PDT #4460 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

I am petty, so I hope you get laid, blow her wee and wicked little mind, and then find the girl of your dreams, leaving the GILF PINING.

Sits with Plei.

joins Laura and Plei in the corner.

OMG, though - the GILF doesn't deserve teh sexin'. She is A KNOB!!!


JZ - Jun 22, 2008 2:16:28 pm PDT #4461 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.

Get ready for the date and channel all that delicious high from the mad scandalous dirty flirting with the GILF into the date, dammit. Nothing may come of all that flirting last night; definitely absolutely nothing long-term can ever come of it, because GILF does not really do relationships.

Whereas, right now you're getting ready for an evening out with someone who's been surprisingly fun and interesting and who wants to make out in the back seat like teenagers.

So, last night you got tons and tons of validation of your hotness and deliciousness and flirt-with-ableness; so I'd say take all the self-esteem and "Damn, I really am awesome and sexy" feelings that conversation gave you and invest them in something that stands a decent chance of not being an isolated one-off the other person is going to either ignore or completely forget about the next morning.

Just my (long-winded) two cents.

ION, I have also been avoiding the F2F thread out of sadness and didn't know about the hug proxy t-shirt. I'm missing all of you something fierce, and I need some of that proxy action!


meara - Jun 22, 2008 2:16:52 pm PDT #4462 of 10001

OMG, though - the GILF doesn't deserve teh sexin'. She is A KNOB!!!

Sadly, though, the chemistry between us is so smokin' that I really want to polish that knob...:)

channel all that delicious high from the mad scandalous dirty flirting with the GILF into the date, dammit

Feer not, JZ, that is entirely my intention!!


beth b - Jun 22, 2008 2:17:14 pm PDT #4463 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I'm gonna stand in the same corner with Fay, Laura, and Plei.

It is a pretty corner to be in


beth b - Jun 22, 2008 2:19:23 pm PDT #4464 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I'm enjoying the pictures of the F2F--

Can't really make it every year -- but it is so much fun to see all those familiar faces with happy grins on them


Laga - Jun 22, 2008 2:28:25 pm PDT #4465 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Is there much of an overlap between people who read Left Behind books and those who feel marriage = man + woman?


vw bug - Jun 22, 2008 2:37:35 pm PDT #4466 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Is there much of an overlap between people who read Left Behind books and those who feel marriage = man + woman?

I would imagine, yes. Hugely so.

{{{Suzi}}}

meara, that's more ridiculousness.