Yeah. I remember it from my years in Spokane, only we saw even less of it and it was usually colder.
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 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
NoiseDesign - Dec 08, 2010 12:42:16 pm PST #10537 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
Daisy Jane - Dec 08, 2010 1:08:39 pm PST #10538 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I am hating the cold here-not that it's as cold as it is in other places. It's just...this time last week I was on a beach. Boo non-tropical climes.
Speaking of...I promise to post more India stories. I've been busy catching up at work, and I'd really like the pictures to go as well because I can say "We went to Amber Fort" but you can only really get how awesome that was when you see stuff like this [link] (not one of our photos)
Hil R. - Dec 08, 2010 1:23:49 pm PST #10539 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I'm freezing. I think that, tomorrow, I'm going to buy some long underwear. Just one layer of fabric is not enough for keeping my legs warm.
I am also going to buy some yarn to make a purple and blue hat, because all my hats and gloves and scarves are black or grey, and winter needs more color.
Cashmere - Dec 08, 2010 1:31:11 pm PST #10540 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
For all the cold bitches out there, these cutie patootie things are on sale at Restoration Hardware. And they're reusable.
smonster - Dec 08, 2010 1:50:57 pm PST #10541 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Hil, even a pair of tights would help.
Me, I need the battery-operated heated socks. I can layer like a champ, but my toes tend to stay cold.
Hil R. - Dec 08, 2010 1:53:18 pm PST #10542 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I can't really wear tights because of my ankle brace -- tights make it slip out of place. I've got some leggings that work, but they're kind of uncomfortable for wearing all day.
quester - Dec 08, 2010 2:39:16 pm PST #10543 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Well, thanks to the deposit this morning at 7:30, got my bills paid with $16 to spare. I hope the actual paycheck arrives before I run out of food.
Anne W. - Dec 08, 2010 2:47:04 pm PST #10544 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Blargh. I managed to miss taking my anti-anxiety meds three days in a row. To say that I am not having a pleasant evening is an understatment.
Anne W. - Dec 08, 2010 3:33:51 pm PST #10545 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Aaaaand... I killed the thread. Lovely.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 08, 2010 3:35:48 pm PST #10546 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oof, Anne- I hope things turn around soon now that you've started again. Take it easy on yourself, OK?