Oh, Jessica, how awful. How I wish the -ma were more of a real useful force we could harness. Damnit.
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
meara - Feb 16, 2010 4:24:24 pm PST #10151 of 30000
Volans - Feb 16, 2010 4:55:00 pm PST #10152 of 30000
move out and draw fire
Jessica, I'm so so sorry. {{{you and E and D}}}
Vortex - Feb 16, 2010 4:57:03 pm PST #10153 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Jessica, you're probably not reading now, but I hope that you know that we're all thinking about you and sending all the love we can.
Ginger - Feb 16, 2010 5:07:59 pm PST #10154 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'm so sorry, Jessica.
Liese S. - Feb 16, 2010 5:16:43 pm PST #10155 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, no, Jessica. I`m terribly sorry. You and E and D will be in my thoughts.
amych - Feb 16, 2010 5:21:52 pm PST #10156 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
{{{{Jess + JessFam}}}}
sj - Feb 16, 2010 5:30:43 pm PST #10157 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{{{Jessica and Family}}}}} I'm so sorry.
WindSparrow - Feb 16, 2010 6:34:22 pm PST #10158 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.
{{{{{Jessica&Ethan&Dylan}}}}} I'm so sorry.
Barb - Feb 16, 2010 6:39:35 pm PST #10159 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Jessica, you're probably not reading now, but I hope that you know that we're all thinking about you and sending all the love we can.
Exactly what Vortex and everyone else has said. {{{Jess & Fam}}}
Beverly - Feb 16, 2010 6:49:01 pm PST #10160 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Jessica, I'm so very sorry. All my love to you and E and D and your families.