Oh Erin, that's awesome!! Yay!!! So great!
Hauser: You really think you can solve the problem? Come into Wolfram & Hart and make everything right? Turn night into glorious day? You pathetic little fairy. Angel: I'm not little.
'Just Rewards (2)'
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 - Jul 21, 2008 8:31:11 am PDT #7809 of 10001
DavidS - Jul 21, 2008 8:54:31 am PDT #7810 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
That is a bad Monday, Drew. Peace to you and hours.
Handsome kid, connie.
Hec, Emmett's game sounds like it was quite a nail biter and the pictures of Matilda and Emmett are just so precious.
He scooped her up for the victory lap with the banner, so there will be pictures of her with the Sectional banner too.
DavidS - Jul 21, 2008 8:55:42 am PDT #7811 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Oops, forgot to mention I'm pleased that Erin is so happy with her new smile. (Though I always loved her old smile just fine.)
DJ - detox and pound is a double whammy of ugly.
Miracleman - Jul 21, 2008 9:01:50 am PDT #7812 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Daisy Jane - Jul 21, 2008 9:06:59 am PDT #7813 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Pound wound up being ok. Just really freaking frustrating. I couldn't get it because even though I usually drive it, my name isn't on the title. Mr. Jane had to get someone to cover him, then he went to the pound and they wouldn't take the insurance card because it's the new one (current is...in my car) and coverage on that card says it starts on, get this, July 22. Mr. Jane couldn't call me because our cells won't dial out right now, though that's beside the point as he left the damn thing in the truck (which I had). It finally got all straightened out and Mr. Jane sported the giant impound sticker on his chest the rest of the night.
Detox was way worse. We had to get him there by 8 so he could get one of the first available beds. Fill out paperwork, wait for an evaluation, then check him in. It took 3 hours or so. During that time you watch elderly mothers bringing in their sons. Guys who are so far gone they can't even dress themselves. People telling the admittance lady that it's their third time. Everybody giving each other tips on where to go if they run out of beds at this center, or whether to do inpatient or just the detox. We were there so long that G, my friend, started getting the shakes. I had to stay with him until they actually admitted him or he might have just left.
P.M. Marc - Jul 21, 2008 9:57:29 am PDT #7814 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Aims - Jul 21, 2008 9:59:53 am PDT #7815 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I had not!! That is teh awesome!!
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Funny TDK moment: Joe and I are driving to the theater. He has his fingers in his ears singing the movie theme song at the top of voice. Why? To drown out my singing "santa Fe" from Newsies at the top of mine.
Nora Deirdre - Jul 21, 2008 10:04:07 am PDT #7816 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Daisy Jane, I'm sorry the rehab intake experience was so rough. Much ~ma for your friend.
Barb - Jul 21, 2008 10:07:44 am PDT #7817 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”
I'm HOME! OMG, I'm HOME! Of course, I have to leave again in twenty minutes, but it's to go pick up the puppies, who I have missed like WHOA and DAMN.
The cat stared at us as we trooped in, sauntered over to say hello, meowed piteously in that "You left me alone with only one human for ten days. Bastards." Purred ecstatically, then proceeded to ignore us, purring mightily the entire time.
Have I mentioned how happy I am to be back in the land of perpetual air-conditioning? And how happy I am to be going to SF next week where I don't have to worry about sweltering to death? And seeing peoples!
YAY Erin on pretty new smile. I need to have mine worked on a bit-- enamel's wearing off from the years of braces back in the day.
{{{Drew & K}}} Hope you're making it through the day, loves.
meara - Jul 21, 2008 10:08:23 am PDT #7818 of 10001
Aimee, the name of the first person to register a gun in DC: Amy McVay. She went under the radar of the newsmedia who were camped out, because she was a woman, so they didn't figure she was going in to the police station to register her gun. Cause she was a woman. OY.