I'm so sorry, but if it makes you feel any better, my fun-time-Buffy party night involved watching a robot throw Spike through a window, so if you want to trade... no wait, I wouldn't give up that memory for anything.

Buffy ,'Get It Done'


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.


Nora Deirdre - Mar 13, 2011 8:43:12 am PDT #17442 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Come visit me in San Francisco, Nora! I love hanging out with you.

Aw! Yeah, we had fun, didn't we?

Nora, I wish I was there so I could go hang out with you RIGHT NOW. Soon, precioussss, soon...

CAN'T WAIT!!! Hey, Law's coming down too!

Plus, he was living back with his parents, and he took pills before bed knowing his elderly mother would be the one to find him in the morning. There is plenty to be angry about.

Oh my. Since I should not speak ill of the dead, let's just say I am thinking ill and leave it at that.

(oops, I created this post last night and went to bed without posting.)


Nora Deirdre - Mar 13, 2011 8:51:47 am PDT #17443 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Also, Barb, that is excellent! Let me know when you firm up plans!


erin_obscure - Mar 13, 2011 8:52:34 am PDT #17444 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

LOL, now my 14 yo sister who has only watched S1 and S2 of Buffy (plus a few random episodes here and there, including Willow attempting to destroy the world only to be foiled by Xander love and the yellow crayon) is trying to get me to spill every spoiler ever. What happens to Tara? Who is the blonde with Xander? OMG, Angel got his own show!!!!

She is adorabubble.


Trudy Booth - Mar 13, 2011 8:57:54 am PDT #17445 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Wait, where is the dog now?


Strix - Mar 13, 2011 9:02:43 am PDT #17446 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Dog is at Tep's house.


smonster - Mar 13, 2011 9:11:14 am PDT #17447 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Steph, I am experiencing vicarious rage just hearing about it. Maybe he's ashamed? IDK.

CAN'T WAIT!!! Hey, Law's coming down too!

This week? Is she volunteering?

Plus, he was living back with his parents, and he took pills before bed knowing his elderly mother would be the one to find him in the morning. There is plenty to be angry about.

Oh my. Since I should not speak ill of the dead, let's just say I am thinking ill and leave it at that.

Whitefonted for possible triggers: My mother found my sister seizing on the floor 18 hrs after she'd attempted suicide via pills, while my parents were in NOLA for their anniversary. Sis was in a coma for 4 days. To this day my mother cannot talk about finding her.

Suicide (attempted or successful) is a very complicated, awful thing.


beekaytee - Mar 13, 2011 9:19:27 am PDT #17448 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

Not because we're petty or shallow, but because it seems against reason: trying to help the very thing that's hurting you. Trying to remember this isn't a "thing", but a person. And at times, realizing they're beyond help, find the inner strength and cut them from your life.

So much wisdom here.

My father was, as I've said before, a certified monster. And yet, when I found myself back in town after moving a country away from him and being out of touch for years and years, I went to see him.

details,details,details...Upshot, as I sat on the bathroom floor, clipping his nails (no details, you'll thank me for that) I thought to myself, "I must be the stoopidest woman in the world. Or, I'm up for canonization."

The next thought that went through my mind was, "I would not leave an injured dog in the street." I was doing what I needed to do for MYSELF. The fact that my father benefited was essentially beside the point.

After he died, I realized that that trip was one of the best gifts I had ever given myself. I was clean. I had done and said everything that I needed to. The healing of that cannot be overestimated.

Seska, I hope that your sweetheart's heart is unburdened in a similar way. Perhaps it doesn't feel that way now, but in the end, that would be my prayer for her.


Cashmere - Mar 13, 2011 9:21:01 am PDT #17449 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.

Teppy, as someone who's had a loved on in jail and prison, something else could be preventing him from calling. Everything besides food is a "privilege" in jail so he could very well not be allowed to make a call.

Also, I made a FOUR HOUR one-way trip to visit my brother in prison. I was on the list my brother gave to the prison but I was turned away after going through extensive pat downs because a clerk left my name off the list. Then I had to drive four hours back wondering if my brother intentionally left me off the list or if he was off his meds again.

I hope you can figure it out with the ex's son and the situation improves for you.


Steph L. - Mar 13, 2011 9:23:03 am PDT #17450 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Dog is at Tep's house.

Yup. She is sweet, and well-trained. She's younger than Kato and so more energetic than he is, which I'm not used to. And Kato is not thrilled at Guest Dog. He isn't being viscious Alpha Dog to her; he's just ignoring her and then moping a lot.

Keeping her for a few days is fine -- would have been fine, that is, when I believed ex's son would be able to leave for Texas the day he got released from jail.


Liese S. - Mar 13, 2011 9:24:20 am PDT #17451 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yeah, Cash said it wiser, but I was going to go in this direction, too. Lotta stuff goes on in jail. Communication is not always the first thing on the incarcerated person's mind.