Oh! I know this one! 'Slaying entails certain sacrifices, blah blah blahbity blah, I'm so stuffy, gimme a scone.'

Buffy ,'Help'


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 - May 09, 2011 5:29:18 am PDT #21062 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

Wow, it must be a Monday, it's awfully quiet in here.


Zenkitty - May 09, 2011 5:33:08 am PDT #21063 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

nnnrrggghh. The weekends are too short.


SailAweigh - May 09, 2011 5:39:23 am PDT #21064 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

When they are as beautiful as the one we finally got here, I completely concur!


Vortex - May 09, 2011 5:43:00 am PDT #21065 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

My Mother's Day ended up being anticlimactic. My mom and SIL had a tiff and SIL didn't want to spend Mother's Day with my mom, so I ended up taking my Mom out to brunch. I expected it to be filled with her bitching about SIL, but to my abject surprise, she admitted that she was not blameless in the tiff. She did, however, take any opportunity to give SIL a shot or criticism.


NoiseDesign - May 09, 2011 5:47:18 am PDT #21066 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

I called my mom on mother's day. No one picked up so I left a message. No one called back.


DebetEsse - May 09, 2011 5:49:43 am PDT #21067 of 30000
Woe to the fucking wicked.

I managed to get my Mothers' Day cards in the mail in time for them to get there on Saturday!

Today, I do not have class or work. Once I need to put on outside pants, I will be wearing jeans.

I have one more class to finish entering grades for, and then I'm done with one of my jobs.


Hil R. - May 09, 2011 5:52:15 am PDT #21068 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I didn't get my mother a card or present yet, but I'm visiting her, and she keeps talking about how nice it is to have everyone home. We went out to lunch for mothers day, at a Greek restaurant that was really good.


§ ita § - May 09, 2011 6:03:14 am PDT #21069 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My mother has not responded to my card yet, which, since it was from someecards.com does worry me a little.

But we spoke for a long time on the phone, and she let me rail about work, and I let her beg me for grandkids. So I think it was win-win.


askye - May 09, 2011 7:00:49 am PDT #21070 of 30000
Thrive to spite them

I talked to Mom yesterday - she got homemade sweet potato pancakes for breakfast and a day mostly by herself. Then I called my aunt J and my grandma, got my Aunt but my Grandma was in town, by the time I found that out it was late, so I'm going to call Grandma today.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - May 09, 2011 7:08:57 am PDT #21071 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Mother's Day in this country was a couple of months ago, but happy Belated Mother's Day to all the US types who celebrate it!

My mother has not responded to my card yet, which, since it was from someecards.com does worry me a little.

For mother's day I got my mum a Marks and Spencer's gift card that I ordered over the internet. I paid extra to have it delivered the day before. I was a bit surprised when I didn't hear from her about it, but assumed she was busy. A full month later, the bloody thing arrived. She was pleased to have it anyway, but still. I can't even leave a bad review for M&S, because when I try, I get told it breaks their terms of service. Poor.

It's four days till my civil partnership and five till the blessing/reception day. To say I am entirely losing the plot would be no exaggeration. Between now and Saturday, I have to: go to the dressmaker and host a church social (tonight), have a meeting with my thesis supervisor (tomorrow), collect The Girl's present from a town forty minutes' drive away and get my hair done and drive another hour to Sheffield to meet people at the possible new uni (all on Wednesday), go to a conference and pick up a van and go back to the dressmaker for final alterations (Thursday), drive to Oxford and have the civil partnership registration and get my nails done and have dinner with both my family and The Girl's, together (Friday). Then we'll think about Saturday. I need a drink.