Inara: You don't have to die alone. Mal: Everybody dies alone.

'Out Of Gas'


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 - May 26, 2008 8:50:04 pm PDT #636 of 10001

Hand jobs, do they exist?

...I'm guessing you're only talking about boys.

Cause otherwise I'm feeling really bad for the girls you know? Or the girls who know you? Or something?

So yeah. I can't decide if this trip is cursed or just Aimee's Gypsy Quarter Curse kinda cursed. Like, on the way to the airport, I was convinced I had forgotten something. Something big. But what?? While I was trying to remember what I sped along the mostly empty freeway...til suddenly I notice the flashing lights in my rearview mirror. Oh shit. And I pull over one lane, and the next, and they follow me...and yep, he's pulling me over. CRAP. This is the first time in my LIFE I've been pulled over. And I'm on my way to the AIRPORT. Luckily, I've got my insurance and registration and all, and he gives me (Thank GOD) a warning rather than a ticket. Though he was all "do you know how fast you were going?" and i was like "Um...no?" and he's like "You should look at your spedometer! And you should notice you're going faster than everyone! And tailgating the red Ford in front of you!" (and I'm thinking "OF COURSE I'm going faster than everyone! This is Seattle! THey're SLOWPOKES! And...uh...what red Ford?")

But after that, and realizing I left my hoodie/jacket at home, and getting lost trying to find the highway (but ending up going in the right direction anyway)...I got to my hotel room and there was milk and cookies waiting for me!! YUM.


beth b - May 26, 2008 8:52:47 pm PDT #637 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Much love to your father , kristin


Laura - May 26, 2008 9:12:34 pm PDT #638 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

My sympathies for your dad, Kristin. Have you had a chance to speak with him?


Typo Boy - May 26, 2008 9:14:23 pm PDT #639 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Sorry about your Dad Kristin. Skim too much, and apparently sex catches my eye more than death.


Beverly - May 26, 2008 10:11:12 pm PDT #640 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Surgery-ma for your mom, sj.

Sympathies to your dad, Kristin, and to Mr. Pollack's other friends and loved ones, as well as to all the world who loved his movies. The world's a little dimmer tonight.


Beverly - May 26, 2008 10:13:10 pm PDT #641 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

you can do slightly more with an aardvark than a German helmet

(sings) "Oh, hand and German HEWmet!"


Anne W. - May 27, 2008 1:51:17 am PDT #642 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

surgery~ma to your mom, sj.

Kristin, my thoughts go out to your family. Also, it's just sad when we lose another good one.


sj - May 27, 2008 2:47:50 am PDT #643 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks for all the ~ma. I’m sitting here waiting for news on Mom’s surgery.

Kristin, ~ma for your dad. I’m sorry for his loss.

Lots of surgery and recovery~ma to your mother, sj, and lots of general coping~ma to you, because it's got to be so stressful for you too. (Also, I've been keeping the moving-in-smoothly~ma headed east, because the whole moving in process definitely doesn't end on moving day.)

Aww, thank you. I appreciate that. You’re very right; the move is far from over. I’m hoping I can get a few things done every day this week. Last week was mostly catching up on sleep from the stress of moving day and the physical stress of packing, so not much got done.

sj, tons of surgery ~ma for your mom. If you need/want a distraction while you're waiting for news, feel free to call me. {{{you}}}

Thanks, Nicole. Let me know when you’re up and I’ll give you a call.


WindSparrow - May 27, 2008 3:35:33 am PDT #644 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Sympathies to your dad, Kristin, and to Mr. Pollack's other friends and loved ones, as well as to all the world who loved his movies. The world's a little dimmer tonight.

This, so very much this.


Aims - May 27, 2008 3:49:55 am PDT #645 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Aimee's Gypsy Quarter Curse

The what now?

Much love for K's dad and K and surgery~~ma to sj's mom!!