Lorne: You know what they say about people who need people. Connor: They're the luckiest people in the world. Lorne: You been sneaking peeks at my Streisand collection again, Kiddo? Connor: Just kinda popped out.

'Time Bomb'


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.


Calli - Mar 14, 2010 4:11:30 am PDT #12960 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Yay for random exes, meara!

Shir, I hope they were able to take care of things for your dog.


Laura - Mar 14, 2010 4:23:41 am PDT #12961 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

{{bonny and Niki}} Peace and strength.

~ma for a good outcome, Shir.

Sounds fun, meara! And good luck with the house.

Irish men walk around in kilts, offering fake flowers for a kiss on the cheek, and if they really like you they will put cheap panties on you over your jeans.

Ok, now I really regret not going to NOLA for my anniversary. Next year. DH suggested that we go back to St. Augustine Beach to the same hotel where we spent our honeymoon 20 years ago. So I made reservations for next weekend. The anniversary itself we will be home but there is never any shortage of things to do within walking distance on 3/17.


Shir - Mar 14, 2010 5:38:45 am PDT #12962 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Fuck. It's cancer, in a tricky location to operate (so they didn't do anything, and we won't go with radiations), and in a pretty advance condition.

Remind me to kill the first vet when I'll have a chance. We could have earned at least a month and a half of treatment.


Laura - Mar 14, 2010 5:40:06 am PDT #12963 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

I'm so sorry, Shir.


brenda m - Mar 14, 2010 5:41:34 am PDT #12964 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh honey, I'm so sorry.


Daisy Jane - Mar 14, 2010 5:43:36 am PDT #12965 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Oh no, Shir.


Daisy Jane - Mar 14, 2010 5:44:30 am PDT #12966 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Because it needs its own post.

DJ! Your cousins are awesome! There is a photo on fb! Sis and I scored beads and panties, like you do.

Yay! I'm so glad you had a good time!


Barb - Mar 14, 2010 5:59:24 am PDT #12967 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

And who I'm totally going to see again. Exxxxcellent.

Four x's? Must be Teh Hawt. Have fun, meara!

And if it had been three x's, we might not have been hearing from her yet. *insert wink, wink, nudge, nudge emoticon here*


Barb - Mar 14, 2010 6:00:27 am PDT #12968 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

And also because it needs its own post:

Shir, honey, I am, so, so, so, so sorry. Whenever you run into that first vet, give him an extra special hard punch in the crotch.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Mar 14, 2010 6:02:30 am PDT #12969 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

{{{Shir}}}