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.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Vortex - Feb 16, 2010 4:57:03 pm PST #10153 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
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.
Maria - Feb 16, 2010 7:14:15 pm PST #10162 of 30000
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Jessica, I am so, so sorry. Much peace, strength (and whatever kind of ~ma you need) to you, E, and D.
{{{Jess and family}}}