Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.

'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


DavidS - Dec 20, 2010 3:21:49 pm PST #11407 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Pleurisy sounds like a really sick Morrissey cover band.

It does!

So, I'm sick. Fever, aches, shivering. And then JZ got a call from school - Matilda had thrown up. Yay! The timing couldn't be better!

surgery -ma for Grace, and more surgery -ma for Frank's brother.


Steph L. - Dec 20, 2010 3:24:09 pm PST #11408 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

So, I'm sick. Fever, aches, shivering. And then JZ got a call from school - Matilda had thrown up. Yay! The timing couldn't be better!

Poor sick Zmayhemi! Feel better!


DavidS - Dec 20, 2010 3:29:36 pm PST #11409 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I'm hoping it's quick passing. Ibuprofen alleviated a lot of my symptoms, but I will be home tomorrow with Matilda. Never fun being sick taking care of a sick kid.

And I really need this to clear up quick, as we're scheduled to have a guest over on Wednesday night, plus I'll be tour guiding around the city.


brenda m - Dec 20, 2010 3:29:39 pm PST #11410 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

~ma to all the sickos.

My xmas fail continues unabated. Went out this afternoon and found two tiny things for gifties, and a really nice agate necklace for myself. (It was half off! More than half, because it was originally $85 but the way they wrote it it looked like $58 so when I protested they gave it to me for half of that. So it was totally Not My Fault. Right?)


Calli - Dec 20, 2010 3:34:32 pm PST #11411 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Much sick~ma to chez Zmayhem.

smonster, I'm doing the same thing, only with hard cider.


brenda m - Dec 20, 2010 3:40:17 pm PST #11412 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

Ooh, are we self-medicating? I'm down with that. Except I can't decide what I want. Maybe some hot cider with Sailor Jerry's to take to the dog park.

I was sort of hoping for consumption *just* because of how cool it sounds. As a disease, however, it would suck. (And I've been immunized for it.)

See, this is better! All the retro, steam-punk cachet with none (or less) of the drowing in your own lungs.


beth b - Dec 20, 2010 3:49:01 pm PST #11413 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

Well, I have a cold. And I was thinking how many people I know have something, so I wasn't surprised I was sick. Then I remembered most of the people I know that are sick are on the internet. I don't think I caught this from internet people


Laura - Dec 20, 2010 3:57:39 pm PST #11414 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Skipping bunches. {{DJ}} Also, massive amounts of health~ma and surgery~ma.

Still overworked and overwhelmed here. But healthy!


omnis_audis - Dec 20, 2010 4:12:23 pm PST #11415 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

{{{ DJ }}}}

Tons of health~ma to thems that needs it. Y'all need to get healthy!

Mom's visit is half done. Drive her to the train station in the morning. So far, pretty low key. Things would be better if it wasn't pouring buckets.


quester - Dec 20, 2010 4:20:49 pm PST #11416 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

~ma to all the sickos.

I just wanted to set this apart from the general conversation and admire it.