I'm very happy to see a post with Pix and the word "fun"!!
Oh, yeah. There was this time I was pinned down by this guy that played left tackle for varsity... Well, at least he used to before he was a vampire... Anyway, he had this really, really thick neck, and all I had was a little, little Exact-O knife ... You're not loving this story.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
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.
omnis_audis - Dec 20, 2008 10:39:40 am PST #5204 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
§ ita § - Dec 20, 2008 10:47:41 am PST #5205 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Tep, STOP HAVING TO GO TO THE ER. That's my gig, and I'm willing to take the hit for all the Bitches.
Laga - Dec 20, 2008 10:50:31 am PST #5206 of 10000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Hey Pix. I'm so sorry I missed the party. Don't forget to link to pictures!
There's a guy collecting signatures to repeal Prop 8 on our sidewalk. I hope security doesn't shoo him away.
Laga - Dec 20, 2008 11:13:24 am PST #5207 of 10000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
Yay security says they can stay. I'm being naughty and telling all my minions I will watch their post for a moment if they want to go sign.
Connie Neil - Dec 20, 2008 11:17:03 am PST #5208 of 10000
brillig
Yay for The Boy. Guys who take you to the ER and put up with bodily fluids that aren't their own are definite keepers.
Pix - Dec 20, 2008 11:19:38 am PST #5209 of 10000
The status is NOT quo.
Laga, so sorry you weren't able to join us. I don't think there were any pictures, actually.
ETA: An enthusiastic HELL yeah to Connie's statement. ND went above and beyond this year, which reinforced the whole "keeper" thing.
WindSparrow - Dec 20, 2008 11:26:51 am PST #5210 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.
Go, Omnis!
Go away, Teppy's tummy trouble!
As I mentioned in my LJ, I'm glad we had lots of snow to brake my van, because hitting something and my airbag deploying would have made things worse.
Erm, what are the chances that the airbag was deployed previously, and did not get re-packed properly?
WindSparrow - Dec 20, 2008 11:29:34 am PST #5211 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.
Why, why, why is my mother recounting details of her various difficult childbirth experiences? I mean, yeah, these aren't new stories, but she's going into way too much detail.
Barb - Dec 20, 2008 11:31:02 am PST #5212 of 10000
“Not dead yet!”
Jeez, Tep-- your body and the Universe need to just lay the fuck off NOW.
I just spent an entertaining two hours after a panicked phone call from Lewis. Turns out no one had gone to the bank for change either yesterday or this morning, so they were running short on ones and quarters. On the last shopping Saturday before Christmas? Not Good.
And by the time he called, even the Saturday banks had closed, but if I do say so myself, this is the type of situation in which I tend to do well. I told him to a) calm the fuck down and b) I'd take care of it. So I went to the ATM, took out the money needed (he works over 45 minutes away, so it's not like I could go to his store first) and went up to our local Publix, which has a money center where they cash checks and make money orders and send wire transfers. I figured they'd have the cash I needed and they did, God love 'em.
Got it, braved the holiday traffic and zipped the change up to Lewis.
He owes me chocolate esp. since the Communists have invaded and it's of the horrible, back breaking cramps variety.
Seriously owes me chocolate.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 20, 2008 11:39:12 am PST #5213 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Ugh, my right arm is sore- sore in a way that makes me feel almost... nauseous? I probably just slept on it wrong but it's really annoying and weirdly hurty.
Snowy outside, mac & cheese in the oven, beer in the fridge, and I've become one with the couch- otherwise things are pretty good!