Damn you, Bridget! Damn you to Hades! You broke my heart in a million pieces! You made me love you, and then you-- I SHAVED MY BEARD FOR YOU, DEVIL WOMAN!

Monty ,'Trash'


Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.  

[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.


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2009 5:11:28 am PST #2298 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Teppy, how's your head? You still hanging in there?

It's mostly okay; my jaw and cheekbone still feel like I got sucker-punched. I have an appt. to see my doctor Tuesday, and I'm going to find a dentist tomorrow and see when I can get an appointment to make sure my teeth aren't going to mutiny.

And, because it's always something, and although I realize constant posting about ailments is beyond tiresome, I tweaked my back yesterday while I was walking at the gym (hello? walking is supposed to HELP damn it), but I thought I stretched it out (plus ibuprofen for the sinuses also help my back). But it's hurting again today -- more the hip than the back -- and I'm just ready to turn in my body for an upgraded model.


Beverly - Mar 01, 2009 7:08:39 am PST #2299 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I'm glad your head feels better, but I'm sorry about the back, Teppy.

Erin, it's great to hear about your on-schedule recovery.

See, the thing about NC is that we rarely get snow. We get ice. I mean, snow's a pain, with the shoveling and all, but you can get around in it, and you (and/or the kids) can play in it. What good is sleet? Can you build a sleet man? Go sleet-skiing? You can't really skate on it, it's too bumpy, and skating uphill is just--wrong. Rather have snow.

Well, Paul Gross and fresh CCCookies would be an acceptable distraction, until one had to actually *drive* somewhere on the sleet. The melted and refrozen sleet.


Ginger - Mar 01, 2009 7:10:12 am PST #2300 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

It is snowing. Lots and lots of snow.


Hil R. - Mar 01, 2009 7:57:07 am PST #2301 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Hil, could you get a glass container a bit bigger than the plastic ones? Then when it is time to use the frozen broth, run the plastic thing under hot water for a few seconds to loosen the block of broth out of the plastic. You put the block into the glass container and that into the microwave.

Oooh. That's brilliant.


Laura - Mar 01, 2009 8:04:14 am PST #2302 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Eeep, be careful in the snow and sleet and nasty stuff.


meara - Mar 01, 2009 8:14:58 am PST #2303 of 30000

All these food posts are making me hungry!!...and I suddenly realize I didn't really eat dinner yesterday! I had a late breakfast, and "lunch" was at 4:30, but it was only a couple slices of pizza. So no wonder I was starving late last night at 2:30AM! I want a fridge full of food! WIthout having to make one! Can I come over, Buffistas?

I was going out dancing, with some friends, which was at moments very disappointing, and very fun, and back and forth. Randomly, the "prefunk" before dancing ended up being at my house, which involved me racing home to clean. And then us playing Apples to Apples (I suddenly feel old).

And when we went dancing, I was wearing a vest. With nothing under it. It was not meant to be worn that way. Though a LOT of the other girls out that night were wearing vests, so I was on-trend, as it were...I did feel very under-dressed. Seattle is not dressy. People wear freakin' HOODIES to the bar. OTOH, I also felt very sexy, so I wasn't too concerned. Other than the fact that there weren't other hotties in the bar, sigh. I commiserated with my friends. One of whom kept trying to get me to hit on random girls, who I kept eyeing, and eventually noticing had girlfriends. My friend, not about the subtle art of hitting on girls in bars. ...even her friend who she threw me at later in the evening, who was all "Um, uh, heh, um, will you dance with me?"...had a girlfriend who came up to us after one dance and was all "I wondered where you went! HI, I"M THE GIRLFRIEND!" Ahem. I was all "HI THE GIRLFRIEND!" Sigh. I just wanted someone cute to make out with a little, is that so much to ask??


Calli - Mar 01, 2009 8:19:12 am PST #2304 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Well, Paul Gross and fresh CCCookies would be an acceptable distraction, until one had to actually *drive* somewhere on the sleet. The melted and refrozen sleet.

Yeah, I'm really lucky that my office closes down when the weather gets dangerous. (And they don't dock my vacation pay.) The DS and CCcookie-fest is in my upstairs neighbor's apartment, so the worst I'll have to deal with are icy stairs. And possibly power outages, which would suck. But not as much as driving on ice.

ETA: Totally not too much to ask, meara. I hope someone cute, interesting, and unattached finds her way to your local soon.


vw bug - Mar 01, 2009 8:29:28 am PST #2305 of 30000
Mostly lurking...

Ok. I love these kids, and we've had tons of fun, but if their parents don't get in tonight (ETA: due to snow), we may all end up dead.


Laga - Mar 01, 2009 8:40:01 am PST #2306 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

Is it still taboo to wear white to a funeral? How about ivory to a memorial service? (my nice sweater is ivory)

eta: nebbermind, my grandmother's black sweater still fits.


vw bug - Mar 01, 2009 9:15:33 am PST #2307 of 30000
Mostly lurking...

The parents' flight is delayed. I'd bet good money they're not coming home till tomorrow.