Well, if we followed the recipe...should be cake. A demon-violence-free-zone cake.

Lorne ,'Why We Fight'


Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.  

[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.


WindSparrow - Nov 20, 2008 3:47:37 am PST #1922 of 10000
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.

OMGWTFBBQWere-dinos?

So, yeah, I'm not much with the sleeping yet. And while I'm feeling a lot better, apparently one sneeze is still painful enough to make me cry. WTF?


WindSparrow - Nov 20, 2008 3:50:04 am PST #1923 of 10000
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.

Also, yeah, Fay, that is pretty gross. But I was afraid for a moment you were going to say it was growing out of your lens. Not that lenses are famous for having hair follicles or anything, but that is what would make it interesting.


DCJensen - Nov 20, 2008 3:54:41 am PST #1924 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

Were-Dinos?

Are they people who turn into dinosaurs, or dinosaurs who turn into wolves?


vw bug - Nov 20, 2008 3:56:41 am PST #1925 of 10000
Mostly lurking...

Someone tell me to walk away from trying to self-diagnose on Google.


Nora Deirdre - Nov 20, 2008 3:57:13 am PST #1926 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

vw, you know better than that!!!


Barb - Nov 20, 2008 4:02:15 am PST #1927 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”

vw, step away from the search engines. Like Nora said, you know better.

As for the were-dinos, I have no clue. Given that it's romance, I suspect that it's a man-to-dino situation. What the rationale or (big honkin' air quotes, here) "scientific" explanation would be to support the change, I don't know.

All I know is were-dinos.

Oy.


brenda m - Nov 20, 2008 4:05:34 am PST #1928 of 10000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Someone tell me to walk away from trying to self-diagnose on Google.

Did you get bit by a were-dino?


Laura - Nov 20, 2008 4:09:01 am PST #1929 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

vw, research were-dinos. Better plan there.

Fay, eeeeep! Glad you got it out without scratching the eye. And again with the eeeeep!


JZ - Nov 20, 2008 4:12:36 am PST #1930 of 10000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

were-dinos

I read that, and on Barb's behalf I had an instant visceral yearning to punch the author in the head. Also the author's agent and editor and publisher and all the RT readers who are so very eager to lose themselves in the romantic travails of were-dinos. Punch 'em all in their fucking heads.

vw, back away from the Google.

We need some sort of internet buddy or sponsor system, where you can text your sponsor every time you find yourself feeling weak and looking at a Salon letters column or bad search term and a Google button, and your sponsor can say, "Walk away. Stay strong. I've been there. Here, have a puppycam; it'll calm you down."


WindSparrow - Nov 20, 2008 4:14:49 am PST #1931 of 10000
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.

vw, step away from the Google. If this were a tv show, it would only get you mocked by Dr. House.