Well, personally, I kind of want to slay the dragon.

Angel ,'Not Fade Away'


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.


Glamcookie - Dec 08, 2008 7:11:54 pm PST #3706 of 10000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

We're watching the last season of the L Word to prepare for the soon-to-start season (cheesy gay fun). DW is making a yummy shake of vanilla ice cream, peppermint schnapps, chocolate syrup, chocolate chips, and ice. YUM!


WindSparrow - Dec 08, 2008 7:14:44 pm PST #3707 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.

That sounds very YUM, GC.


erikaj - Dec 08, 2008 7:19:51 pm PST #3708 of 10000
Always Anti-fascist!

They get some great actresses on there, too, GC. Sometimes I wish the writing were a little snappier, but I have a weakness for banter, straight or gay.(Does that make me bi-textual?) Wrod, WS.


DCJensen - Dec 08, 2008 7:31:45 pm PST #3709 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.

I have a new tagline.

"Santa Claus singing on naughty snow, Reindeer ringing in the mistletoe. The manger's on fire, The holly's a-glow. Hear the baby Jesus "cryin' ho! ho! ho!" -Stephen Colbert, Another Christmas Song


omnis_audis - Dec 08, 2008 7:43:36 pm PST #3710 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Yummy treats and L-word! I wanna go to GC's. Sounds better than goldfish crackers and Friday Night Lights.


Shir - Dec 08, 2008 8:15:09 pm PST #3711 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Laga, I'm with other people here. Maybe I'm biased, since usually I'm the side that people are not telling the whole story to, fearing that might upset me, and that's usually what hurt most. From my POV, it seems like they can't trust me to handle certain things, hence assuming I'm a fragile porcelain doll.

Humm. Now I wonder if it might be, after all, a good idea to tell some of them about some of the shit I had to go through in my life. Maybe I won't look so fragile anymore (and here comes the irony - I only have 3 other people in my life, very best friends knowing everything about me (besides my nuclear family). I don't tell because this info seems to continue to distress and hurt others, and that distresses me).

Also, there's kick-ass music in the online radio station I usually listen to, but I can't listen to it at the moment because there's a sleeping person in my room (my CouchSurfing guest) and my headphones are far away (I won't get up from that chair, dammit!). I'mma good host. Well, not good enough to also clean the kitchen, but good enough to consider it.

Humm, maybe I'll do it either way. My place is starting to lose shape.

Morning, all.


WindSparrow - Dec 08, 2008 8:32:01 pm PST #3712 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.

Morning, Shir.


omnis_audis - Dec 08, 2008 8:53:27 pm PST #3713 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Morning Shir.


Shir - Dec 08, 2008 9:14:14 pm PST #3714 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Hey guys! Why aren't you sleeping yet?


meara - Dec 08, 2008 9:28:52 pm PST #3715 of 10000

Why aren't you sleeping yet?

(a) Because it is not yet midnight here

(b) Because I am dealing with mad (ex-)friend drama. I want the situation to all work out wonderfully, but...it is not. And I have no idea how to answer her emails. And it is making me stressy and sad. And even more paranoid about the future. And suspecting that the next few weeks are going to suck a hell of a lot. Doom doom doom. Gloom gloom gloom.