Happy Birthday, Scrappy!
I'm hoping TCG doesn't blow up the teakettle again, like he did last time I wasn't here.
snerk
Maybe he'll just stop by Starbucks or the equivalent for his morning tea and not risk a repeat.
Sometimes I miss having powers... Oh. Oh! I know what this is! This is peer pressure! Any second now you're gonna make me smoke tobacco and--and have drugs!
Anya ,'Showtime'
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.
Sparky1 - Aug 06, 2008 3:49:19 am PDT #9931 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Laura - Aug 06, 2008 4:01:20 am PDT #9932 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Happy Birthday to Scrappy!
For Thread 42 perhaps a questiony quote...
Spike's Bitches 42: Why do you bitches torture me?
eta Buffy's answer
Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
xposty with bcrazy
Fay - Aug 06, 2008 4:27:18 am PDT #9933 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
All my vote are belong to you.
WindSparrow - Aug 06, 2008 4:27:23 am PDT #9934 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.
I want to watch it in order! I'm up to season 7, and they are only airing mid season 8. WHATEVER.
That's about when I came to the conclusion that they were all four of them going at it like bunnies when no one else was looking.
Spikes 42 - WE are the answer. Fuck the mice.
I'm changing my vote, THIS is the one I want.
Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
No, wait. This might be .... Oh, gosh, my brain is too melty to decide. I want both.
Birthday happies to Scrappy!
Tactful administrative bitchslap fu wishes to Sparky.
WindSparrow - Aug 06, 2008 4:32:30 am PDT #9935 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.
Sox, those are great pictures! Your kid and Jars' kitty are so cute!
Fay - Aug 06, 2008 4:36:45 am PDT #9936 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Apropos of nothing (beyond the fact that I'm currently closer to the earth, despite being on the 18th floor), this lolcat is making me giggle like a crazy woman.
I think it's the lower case k that does it. That and the look on his wee face. (For, lo, it turns out that now I am in my mid 30s, I become an unpredictable Psycho Bitch when I'm menstruating. I know this because it has been pointed out to me, and upon reflection* this DOES indeed seem more plausible than my previous assumption, which was "other people become stupid and unreasonable!")
*which in this case may be taken as a euphemism for 12 hours of weeping in a crazy, out-of-control, ooh-dear-that'll-be-the-hormones-then,-perhaps- she-might-have-a-point kind of way. Several hours of which happened whilst at work.
Aims - Aug 06, 2008 4:41:26 am PDT #9937 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
So, like every morning, I made a pot of coffee when I got in. I gave it a few, dealt with some stuff, went in to get a cup. No coffee pot. It got taken downstairs for whatever freaking meeting is going on down there.
AND!!!
We're out of coffee.
Cashmere - Aug 06, 2008 4:51:47 am PDT #9938 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Sounds like an emergency, Aims. There is a Starbucks on Washtenaw Avenue. Not sure where your new office is.
Aims - Aug 06, 2008 4:54:08 am PDT #9939 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Not close enough to Washtenaw, sadly.
I'm having a Diet Coke.
Barb - Aug 06, 2008 5:00:46 am PDT #9940 of 10001
“Not dead yet!”
Part of me is torn between feeling indignation at the shameless coffee theft, thereby leaving you bereft of brew, yet...
at the same time, I can't help but this this is Karma coming back to bite you on the ass for the shameless earworming this morning.
I had to resort to ABBA to wipe it out of my brain.