Spike? It's you. It's really you! My therapist thought I was holding on to false hope, but…I knew you'd come back. You're like…you're like Gandalf the White, resurrected from the pit of the Balrog, more beautiful than ever. Oh…he's alive Frodo. He's alive.

Andrew ,'Damage'


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.


DCJensen - Oct 18, 2009 8:12:31 pm PDT #26990 of 30000
All is well that ends in pizza.

From a tatoo site:

The use of the barcode as a tattoo design is meant to be ironical, a warning that if we are not careful as a culture, we are all in danger of becoming products ourselves. A barcode tattoo is also a protest against a culture where it seems that everyone wears the same clothes, listens to the same music and uses the same products. A barcode tattoo is a statement against a culture of commodities and a celebration of diversity and the uniqueness of the individual.


beth b - Oct 18, 2009 8:13:22 pm PDT #26991 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

healthma for Connie's DH and PixKristin too.

and for lots of other people that seem to be sick


Shir - Oct 18, 2009 8:29:15 pm PDT #26992 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Surgery~ma to Connie and health~ma to all Buffistas/Buffistas friends who need it.


WindSparrow - Oct 18, 2009 8:36:34 pm PDT #26993 of 30000
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.

~ma for Connie's DH.

Anti-virus(or whatever it is)~ma for Kristin.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 18, 2009 11:11:34 pm PDT #26994 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

I skimmed past the bug talk. Quickly.

Health~ma to Frankenbuddha's neighbour and Connie's DH.

We use Happy Lights! Our lightbox is a Lumie. I had the alarm clock, too, but it broke*. The lightbox is excellent. We try and use it in the mornings, which is supposed to help you stay awake longer in the dark evenings.

*Or, more accurately, I threw it across the room in a fit of temper. Do not try this at home.


Calli - Oct 19, 2009 1:22:15 am PDT #26995 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Surgery~ma to Connie's DH and health~ma to Frankenbuddha's neightbor.

And anti-roach-and-wasp~ma to the rest of us (except those who enjoy watching yellow jackets do their thing). I've been without a go-to male for a quite a while, so I've managed to transform my deep, abiding wasp fear into deep, abiding hate, with bonus killing action. And I have three cans of wasp spray near the front door.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 19, 2009 1:45:49 am PDT #26996 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Happy birthday, Calli! I admire you for turning fear into hate with regards to wasps. I'd like to do that with spiders. As yet, it has not happened. Possibly because I almost always have a potential spider-rescuer on hand. If I ever live alone again, I'm getting a cat. One that's fond of hunting spiders.

I'm googling for a very tiny hamster ball - this is turning out to be quite hard to find. My dwarf hamster is doing a lot of refusing to come out of her little house. We've tried lots of things to coax her out, but I reckon she just needs regular exposure to the world and people. She's too tiny for the big hamster balls, though.


Laura - Oct 19, 2009 4:02:21 am PDT #26997 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Happy Birthday, Calli!

Surgery ~ma for Connie's DH. May the surgeon be having a particularly skillful day.

Health ~ma for Kristin and for Frank's landlord.

Why is it already Monday morning? Those of you that got the day first should have held on to it a little longer.


Laura - Oct 19, 2009 4:13:42 am PDT #26998 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Happy Birthday to Burrell!


Lee - Oct 19, 2009 4:14:55 am PDT #26999 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Happy Birthday Calli! Happy Birthday Burrell!