And almost sixty-five percent of that was actual compliment. Is that a personal best?

Xander ,'End of Days'


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.


beekaytee - Nov 24, 2008 8:21:43 pm PST #2377 of 10000
Compassionately intolerant

People! Both people are in with the puppies. Madness is ensuing.


WindSparrow - Nov 24, 2008 8:25:35 pm PST #2378 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.

I feel about 30. I keep getting people saying they thought I was in my 20s. My next birthday will be 39.

As for cooking apples, my recent favorite has been the Harrelson. Harrelson and Honeycrisp make a nice combo, as the Harrelsons are more tart, and the Honeycrisp are more sweet, quelle surprise. We had a MacIntosh tree in our yard when I was growing up, so I have mixed emotions about them. I adore the flavor and crispness that I remember, and yet I find that the ones in the store do not hold a candle to the memories. In fact, Braeburns taste the way I remember Macs tasting, but I am not sure if they would have a good texture for baking.


javachik - Nov 24, 2008 8:59:21 pm PST #2379 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.

I love you all.

Also, I am chuffed that I feel 33 and I come across to Shir as "32-34"!


Shir - Nov 24, 2008 9:03:42 pm PST #2380 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Apparently my inner child radar works.

Now, if I could only get a gaydar installed...


Beverly - Nov 24, 2008 10:26:08 pm PST #2381 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I am older than dirt, and feel that way sometimes. Sometimes I'm twelve. Or twenty-two. Forty. Forty was a good year.

H and I knew we were meant for each other after we'd been dating awhile and discovered that between us we had ALL the Bill Cosby albums, to date. I did Chickenheart as my drama mid-term one year. H and I were just threatening each other with chocolate cake and grapefruit for breakfast last week. And tonight StY did a bit from the dentist sketch, "Ibe hobe you are sabisfibied!"

The summer our sons were 14 and 15, they discovered the Cosby LPs, all of them, when we reorged the media storage. They knew him from Fat Albert and the Huxtables, and from the I Spy reruns, so they played the albums. And looked at us with wide eyes of discovery. "Half the stuff you guys say came off these albums!" Yes, and your point? Don't mess about when you have perfectly good dialog, right?

After having gone through all the albums and incorporating even more Cosbyisms into their vernacular, their friends started asking about the new phrases. Many nights that summer we had 12 or 15 sleeping bags on the deck outside, Cosby talking, their chuckles and giggles growing less and less frequent as they drifted off to sleep. "...nine HUNdred cop cars!"


Fay - Nov 25, 2008 12:01:20 am PST #2382 of 10000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

And I was born with the soul of a 45-year-old murder police. In the body of a damaged hummel figurine. They do not write forbidden love epics about that shit.

Honey, this is the internet. They probably write forbidden love epics about that shit WITH NINJA MERMAID BOYBAND MEMBERS. And carebears.

Hi there, my people. It is 5.05pm, and I've been having parent-teacher meetings straight since 2.30pm. Now I'm twiddling my thumbs for half an hour or so, until my last person shows.

My kids?

Made. Of. Awesome.


omnis_audis - Nov 25, 2008 12:42:21 am PST #2383 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Shir, you can have my gaydar. Works great. Makes me all hubba hubba for wonderful women that are lesbians. If only I could flip the switch to make me hubba hubba for the straight ladies, I'd be much happier. Hell, a cluestick for when women are hubba hubba for me is what I really need.

Anyhow, I came in here to say, ripping movies for the iPhone for the trip to FLA, and what did I learn? I didn't know Joss Whedon was one of the writers for Toy Story!! Very cool!!

Ok, off to bed. Shulda long time ago.


Fay - Nov 25, 2008 1:03:04 am PST #2384 of 10000
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

You and me both, omnis. Or something mirror-verse-ish. Well, no, okay - my gaydar works fine, but I have a history of fancying the gay boys. Back before the gaydar got its fine tuning.

...rearrange all that to make a sensible sentence, 'kay? Cannot brain. 6pm, and the last parent has left. Am knackered. But happy - my kids rock, and the parents were all friendly (so far). Hopefully tomorrow will be just as smooth.


Anne W. - Nov 25, 2008 1:18:12 am PST #2385 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I'm going to be 40 next year. I'm certain I sound 50 online. In my head, I'm about 33.

Java and I are as one in this. Right down to the exact numbers.

Although, my head-age will sometimes ratchet down to eleven or so, especially if I'm watching the right kind of movie or reading the right kind of book.


hippocampus - Nov 25, 2008 1:25:55 am PST #2386 of 10000
not your mom's socks.

morning bitches.

I hope you feel better soon vw!

My soon to be ex craxy employers are most definitely coming to a sad conclusion. Things like "we haven't talked about half the things you do as a matter of course for five years! Have they changed much? How do you do that and all the new stuff? How is X going to do it all?" and my personal favorite "what if we need help on a weekend?".

Mad cackling ensued.

Ion I had blood drawn yesterday and the nurse was awesome and fast but I think I have a massive bruise. Yuck.

36. Feels like 25.