Angel: Eve. So, I guess we should, I don't know, talk? Eve: About what? Angel: About what happened back there with us. Eve: Angel, it's not like this is the first time I've had sex under a mystical influence. I went to U.C. Santa Cruz.

'Life of the Party'


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.


javachik - Aug 27, 2010 8:22:04 am PDT #283 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Oh that is so sucky, Drew.


Daisy Jane - Aug 27, 2010 8:22:25 am PDT #284 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Sorry Drew. Hope there's relief in sight.


NoiseDesign - Aug 27, 2010 8:28:28 am PDT #285 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

My doctor says the symptoms sound like pancreas, but the tests from last weekend in the hospital don't reflect pancreas. He's ordered more tests for liver and pancreas and he will get the results on Monday, so we'll go from there.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 27, 2010 8:31:01 am PDT #286 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Oh, no, Drew! This is awful.

UGH, I just got an email from my condo neighbors complaining about our renters.

I wasn't going to complain about the late night clunking, barking dogs, and intermittently shouted profanities that have been coming from your condo during the past week. But, after being awoken this morning at 4:45 to banging and then the inevitable visit by the Salem PD for a domestic disorder, I figured it was time to inform you about the caliber of people that are renting your condo.

This can not continue.

These people have been in there a week! However, my neighbors are also jerks. I don't know what to do! Freaking out, I guess.


smonster - Aug 27, 2010 8:36:58 am PDT #287 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Oh Nora. Sucks.

Tino is here at the playground build. Well, he cut the lumber for the picnic benches. We're having to improvise, but will hopefully prevail.


javachik - Aug 27, 2010 8:38:20 am PDT #288 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

Oh, Nora. So hard. And so sucky.


Burrell - Aug 27, 2010 8:41:54 am PDT #289 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Ugh ND, that's no good, I hope you get answers soon.

And Nora, that sucks. I hope things smooth out.


Daisy Jane - Aug 27, 2010 8:43:33 am PDT #290 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Eeek! Nora, can you call them and see what's up?


Ginger - Aug 27, 2010 8:45:02 am PDT #291 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Tino is here at the playground build. Well, he cut the lumber for the picnic benches.

Measure once, cut twice?

That sucks, Drew.


-t - Aug 27, 2010 9:01:22 am PDT #292 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Drew, I don't know if this is something your doctors are already considering, but when my dad had similar mysterious symptoms that didn't fit the test results, it turned out to be an intestinal adhesion (they actually took out his gall bladder because they were sure that was the problem. It was not). In any case, good luck getting it figured out and healed.

That's really rough, Nora. Maybe check with the police, find out if they have had to visit your property?