Hmm. It's sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.

Mal ,'Shindig'


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.


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.


Beverly - Feb 16, 2010 6:52:47 pm PST #10161 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I just wanted to mention for Zen and anybody else with arthritic, injured, clumsy, or joint-damaged hands, you can request non-childproof caps at the pharmacy, but you'll have to do it each time you refill. It's so frustrating to be defeated by a little piece of plastic.