Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

'Shells'


Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?  

[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.


Fay - Sep 09, 2008 4:36:21 am PDT #4909 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

sj - Sep 09, 2008 4:42:07 am PDT #4910 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

((sj)) I hate that feeling, and I can empathize since I moved here without my sense of direction. My suggestion is that you look into a GPS - mine has given me a safety net when I'm driving someplace new and can't stop to look at a map (if I have one - my DH has an annoying habit of taking them out of the car so he can study them). We were able to find an older model that works just fine and talks to me for around $100.

Thanks. I really do need to get one. I was born without any sense of direction.

I'm sorry that I was so whiny and mememe yesterday.

Poor buffista parents with their stubborn stubborn children. Both TCG and I are terribly stubborn; so, I have very little doubt we're going to end up with a stubborn child some day.

Some sort of good news yesterday. TCG found out that the only reason he didn't get a second interview for the job he applied for was because they cannot afford to pay him anywhere near his current salary.


ChiKat - Sep 09, 2008 4:52:58 am PDT #4911 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Timelies, all.

{{{Seany}}} Hell ducks. With fangs.

I feel like poop on a soggy cracker today. Third week of school and my co-teacher and I are both sick. What the hell? I went to bed at 8:30 last night and slept most of the night and I still feel like I've been run over.


Sparky1 - Sep 09, 2008 4:58:41 am PDT #4912 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

We have this one sj, and it's worked great so far: [link]

Sorry you feel all blech and blerg, ChiKat. I hope your day gets better.


sj - Sep 09, 2008 5:00:01 am PDT #4913 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks, Sparky. I'll look into it.


Deena - Sep 09, 2008 5:00:34 am PDT #4914 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Timelies!

I'm hugging and hairpatting everyone who needs it.

I have a lot of work to get done today, but the children are at school, I don't have to be anywhere else before 1, and I just had an egg sammich, so the day is starting out okay.


SailAweigh - Sep 09, 2008 5:13:22 am PDT #4915 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Fay, I am drinking a tea called "Bangkok" (by Harney and Sons) and thinking of you. It's got a lovely hint of coconut milk to it. Nomnom.

I actually set my alarm clock this morning, hoping it would provoke me into getting things done. Eh, NSM, unless you consider making tea, an omelet and loading the dishwasher getting things done. I've sat down, now, probably not getting up anytime soon.


Connie Neil - Sep 09, 2008 5:17:41 am PDT #4916 of 10001
brillig

re: GPS--be careful with these in wild country. Here in Utah we had a bunch of tourists get in a load of problems because they thought "road is marked on GPS" meant "decent road that will actually go somewhere and not leave us stranded on a bluff overlooking a canyon 90 miles away from civilization"

Also, isn't that "Love Me Dead" song the one they're playing on all the House promos?


Nora Deirdre - Sep 09, 2008 5:18:18 am PDT #4917 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I wonder if I am getting sick- I don't feel sick exactly, but I feel very worn down for no good reason.


lisah - Sep 09, 2008 5:21:39 am PDT #4918 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

The rainy season? REALLY REALLY isn't kidding. But generally speaking the pavements are bone dry within a few hours of the rain stopping.

How does that work? Just really good drainage or what?

Am very intrigued!