I'm just, uh, just feeling kinda... truthsome right now. And, uh... life's just too damn short for ifs and maybes.

Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'


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.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Nov 17, 2010 12:02:16 am PST #8686 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Eh, bits of it are still very promising. Having the best fun ever with my actual research. And I got told about some more possible teaching work today. In the education dept! That would be fab.


Shir - Nov 17, 2010 12:26:00 am PST #8687 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

Indeed!


Calli - Nov 17, 2010 1:10:34 am PST #8688 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Much job~ma Aims. It sounds like it would be perfect for you.


NoiseDesign - Nov 17, 2010 1:51:14 am PST #8689 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

I am filled with gronk. It is again far to early to already be seated on my flight waiting for boarding to finish.


WindSparrow - Nov 17, 2010 1:51:28 am PST #8690 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Seska, sending out the giant-clue-stick~ma for your university.


Ginger - Nov 17, 2010 2:56:57 am PST #8691 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I have googled L'Escalade and it is now my favorite holiday:

Celebrations include a large marmite (cauldron) made of chocolate and filled with marzipan vegetables and candies wrapped in the Geneva colours of red and gold. It is customary for the eldest and youngest in the room to smash the marmite, while reciting, "Ainsi périssent les ennemis de la République! " (Thus perish the enemies of the Republic), referring to how fictional character Mère Royaume poured boiling hot vegetable soup on soldiers climbing up the walls of the city.

Much job~ma to Aims. The world needs you as a teacher. Also, clue-sticking all around Seska's university, which I would have thought would have been thoroughly clued years ago.

What side of the country are you on again, ND?


hippocampus - Nov 17, 2010 3:21:03 am PST #8692 of 30000
not your mom's socks.

job~ma for Aims!


NoiseDesign - Nov 17, 2010 3:22:57 am PST #8693 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

Right now I think I'm over the Gulf of Mexico. I'm on a flight from Orlando back to LA.


Steph L. - Nov 17, 2010 3:32:25 am PST #8694 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

"oh God, somebody give the girl a sandwich! Quick! Before there will be no wedding!"/"she's looks absolutely anorectic".

I know that not everyone agrees with me, but I need to reiterate what I've said before: I really have a problem with this kind of body-image commentary. I think it's just as restrictive and hurtful a form of policing as are similar comments on overweight people (i.e., "Oh God, somebody give the girl some diet pills! She looks absolutely obese!").

I know that several people have said that commenting on weight/body image is no different than commenting on a haircut or hideous makeup, and I respectfully disagree.


NoiseDesign - Nov 17, 2010 4:20:01 am PST #8695 of 30000
Our wings are not tired

I didn't mention it yesterday but my aunt (mom's sister) died yesterday. I don't know the details but it was apparently a blood infection. I wasn't particularly close to her mainly due to geography since I grew up in southern California and she lived In Ottawa but I always liked her. I'm pretty sure the last time I saw her was more than a decade ago when I made it up to Ottawa for my uncle's funeral (it wasn't her husband, she was unmarried). I do regret not having made it up to see her sometime in the past 13 years. I also know the news will be hard on my mom.