The girl's not playing with a full deck, Giles. She has almost no deck. She has a three.

Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


omnis_audis - Mar 28, 2010 9:36:40 am PDT #14255 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

I'd love her details, BC! Thanks.
Java, insent.
Your buns are adorable, Steph.
:: snickers ::
t /12 year old

My birthday!
I'm sure you will have a lot more fun than me. I will be filling out a kajillion forms, go be finger printed (state job, background checks are serious, apparently), and be brainwashed at the joys of working in the UC system. Then have to figure out HMO, PPO, or some other sort of "o" for healthcare that I only vaguely understand. Ya, fun. (ok, so maybe I'm a little excited by it all. but not looking forward to the writers cramp).


Laura - Mar 28, 2010 9:42:18 am PDT #14256 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Cute buns, Teppy. Yes, I used the c word, but you are with those buns.


Zenkitty - Mar 28, 2010 9:54:56 am PDT #14257 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Steph, your little buns are cute. As is your mini-Princess-Leia hair. *ba-dum-ching*

Beverly, dear god, that must have been terrifying, with the gasoline. As for yard porn, it isn't very porny yet; just empty beds and a not-falling-down fence. I'll post probably photos on Flickr when/if anything grows.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Mar 28, 2010 10:18:00 am PDT #14258 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

This has not been a good day. My not-stepmother has breast cancer. She's in her early 50s. FFS. Fortunately, she and my dad got medical workups and it's been caught fairly early as a result. The NHS wouldn't have given her another breast screening for another year (ah, the NHS). The universe sucks. I have been watching Battlestar and eating chocolate all day. It seems like the sanest reaction.

Hope no one minds the rant (again). Can't rant on any more 'public' spaces as my pregnant sister isn't supposed to hear the news until after she's given birth (she's got a couple of weeks till her due date). There really should be a way to filter twitter updates.


Steph L. - Mar 28, 2010 10:20:29 am PDT #14259 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

As is your mini-Princess-Leia hair.

I drunk-splained to people last night that no, no, no; it's not Princess Leia hair because it's not coils! It was just pigtails that I didn't pull all the way through, making a "nugget."

Yeah, "nugget" was the word I used in drunk-splaining it. Didn't help with the mocking.


Laura - Mar 28, 2010 10:30:20 am PDT #14260 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

I'm sorry Seska. I hope they have caught it early enough that her recovery will be rapid and complete. ~ma headed your way.


Zenkitty - Mar 28, 2010 10:33:05 am PDT #14261 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

health~ma to your not-stepmother, Seska.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Mar 28, 2010 10:36:44 am PDT #14262 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Thanks for the ~ma - very much appreciated.

Zenkitty, the yard work sounds like an achievement!

Steph, the buns are great.

Ginger, owwww. I hope the painkillers start working soon!


Shir - Mar 28, 2010 11:42:21 am PDT #14263 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Oh Seska, I'm sorry to hear about your mother and the whole do-not-share situation.

Ginger, may the drugs kick in pronto.

So, date.

Datee is a great guy. We talked for hours, and time flew. Mostly about TV, Doctor Who (which broke the ice. Not that there was too much to break, but it was a convenient start), and university. But I don't feel the slightest of physical attraction towards him, so I don't know. Mostly because I kind of fell for the last guy I dated and didn't feel anything for (and the dates sucked beyond belief, too) about 6 weeks after I got to know him better, and 6 months after I told him I didn't feel anything for him.

ION, I'm gonna try and sleep without the dog in my room for the night. After 3 hours of disrupted sleep and a 15 hour day, I'm not only tired, but also exhausted. But I feel so guilt tripped for not letting him in my room and sleep on the carpet next to me. I hear his panting outside of the close door, and it's killing me. I want to love my doggie, but I also want to sleep.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Mar 28, 2010 11:50:31 am PDT #14264 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Shir - not my mother (thank God) - my dad's partner. Yay for a good date! Wishing you much sleep and continuing ~ma for the doggy. Get REST!