Erin, best of luck!!
Teppy, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
ND, so many brackets for you and your family {{{{}}}} Let me know what I can do to help.
KT, give me a call when you land.
OK, back to packing.
Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
[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.
Erin, best of luck!!
Teppy, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
ND, so many brackets for you and your family {{{{}}}} Let me know what I can do to help.
KT, give me a call when you land.
OK, back to packing.
message for Maria (and any other DCistas who might be interested): on Thursday evenings there's a farmers' market on 8th Street between D and E. One of the booths is "artisinal" gelatos; I think they usually include hazelnut. Also Valrhona chocolate. Other flavors vary by the week. I've never bought any, since it takes me so long to get home by bus (and, tempting though it might be, consuming an entire pint on the spot wouldn't be a good thing), but I've sampled and it was good.
Erin, good luck to you and good job~ma.
Much medical~ma for ND's dad. Stupid cancer, we hates it, we does.
In Denver now. Have over an hour until the next flight. No real news from sister. Oncologist did tests but no results until tomorrow.
Yeah. Fuck cancer. Dad has been the healthy one.
Much ~ma for you and your family, ND. And {{{Kristin}}}, too.
My friend S, who is a thyroid cancer survivor, has two tattoos on his biceps. The right one says "fuck", the left one says "cancer". He'd buy a tshirt in a heartbeat. Even if it was pink, which we know it will not be.
Aw, hell, ND. So sorry. Fuck cancer indeed.
HEY! Y'know, I can save up my looming until I see you again. You do know that, right?
Yah boo sucks! I'm not afraid of you!
...while I'm in Bangkok.
Um.
- a photo of a fancy tea cup full of cocoa, sitting next to a tiny chocolate cookie;
- a photo of a vampire bat perched on someone's hand;
- a photo of plate of gorgeously-decorated cupcakes.
is slain.
I think that Jilli may have just used up all my Bless.
{{{ND and family}}} Fuck cancer! Tons of ~ma all around.
Jilli, did you see the House on the Rock pictures? More than once, we commented that it is probably good that you were not with us because we would have lost you to (many!many!) shinies. I took a special series of pics just for you. The graveyard clockwork thingy, the Absinthe sign, the Chalet of the Raven sign, and the musical hearse carriage were taken with love from me to you.
We're in Denver. I'm waving at you, Nicole!
I just got off the phone with a friend who said some things that are very much not true, but I think she must believe them, because if she was remembering correctly she would know that I know the truth. Very strange.