Lucy was the dog of a lifetime.
I just remembered I got to meet Lucy in Cleveland!
I am not having sex with Spike! But I'm starting to think that you might be.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
Steph L. - Nov 18, 2010 7:24:04 pm PST #8971 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
beekaytee - Nov 18, 2010 7:29:33 pm PST #8972 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Bonny, if and when it comes, I hope I can be of help to you.
Oh, Brenda, that's lovely. Thank you. I will definitely reach out.
She was there for some many of the transformative periods of my life, and quite literally saved my life, when I was buried in depression
Same here, for real.
If not, I'm sure fate will step in at some point.
This is my prayer.
Lately, I've been dreaming about having a Mastiff named Pump Nineteen or a set of Rotties named Leto and Ganima.
I'm impressed with my imagination, but can't fathom having dogs that big.
meara - Nov 18, 2010 9:16:13 pm PST #8973 of 30000
I have to share for those who love the 24/7 urban decay eyeliner--I was on sephora.com looking for a Christmas present for my sister, and found this set--its almost all the colors in mini pencils, plus a full size black pencil. I think $40? I figured I needed a new black one anyway, and any colors I don't like I'll toss in with my sisters present. I'm so excited to test them out tomorrow!
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Nov 18, 2010 9:45:20 pm PST #8974 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Having deep thoughts, following yesterday's meeting with uni people, about such things as why they are so against me going part-time, and what their hidden agendas are. Can't decide what to do with their various options. Hmph. People.
The tumblr is cool! I shall try to post nice things there if I find them.
I like the doggie talk. We are considering getting one. Possibly a pug. I need to be sure that The Girl's going to be around enough to help me care for it, though, so not just yet. But, pug!
I'm really, really empathy-impaired. It's frustrating, because it really isn't something I can change, and I've managed to get to a point where I'm almost capable of it, but it is a constant effort, because my brain's not hardwired for it.
Can totally relate, from an autistic spectrum point-of-view. Reading body language is similarly difficult. I've almost had to learn both step by step. And I don't make eye contact. People just get to deal with my dreamy staring-into-the-distance communication style.
Safeway cashiers are forced to address customers by their first names and I hate it.
Ugh - horrible. I'm waiting for the day when I'm old enough to be considered a cranky old maid (in the old-fashioned, 'those two ladies who live together must be spinster sisters' way) and can insist on everyone calling me Ms J. I hate being referred to by my first name, by everyone. It's too familiar. It particularly rankles with doctors.
bonny, it's good that you've made decisions regarding your friend. I hope they're ones that you remain happy with.
Time-for-rest~ma, ChiKat.
Her -for all intends and purposes- stepdaughter is interning at the Old Globe. How cool is that?
That's so cool! What a great job.
sj - Nov 19, 2010 2:14:49 am PST #8975 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Toddlers are weird. G is currently very happy to be warching a show about construction trucks, but at the sane time he is clinging to me for dear life because the real trucks are outside and he is afraid of them.
billytea - Nov 19, 2010 2:29:25 am PST #8976 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Toddlers are weird. G is currently very happy to be warching a show about construction trucks, but at the sane time he is clinging to me for dear life because the real trucks are outside and he is afraid of them.
That sounds fair. I would react in much the same way to dinosaurs.
WindSparrow - Nov 19, 2010 3:00:56 am PST #8977 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.
That sounds fair. I would react in much the same way to dinosaurs.
Me too. Also, zombies and vampires.
sj - Nov 19, 2010 4:16:29 am PST #8978 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Good points, WS and BT.
Spidra Webster - Nov 19, 2010 4:29:57 am PST #8979 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Timelies!
I had set the alarm for 7:30 but I woke up before 6 because of all the water I had to drink. And I still need to drink more because I can feel I've still got too much sodium in my system. Gah. I need to throw those potato chips away because I can totally imagine that I'll start eating them again when this is over. I'm that bad.
This is the first time I've been up for dawn in months! I'm either railing or cycling up to see Harry Potter at the Arclight at 10:30am. I'm going to try tostart the huge project of getting my room decluttered and going through my moving boxes.
WindSparrow - Nov 19, 2010 5:54:19 am PST #8980 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.
Spidra, next time you buy chips, look for ones that list the potassium (and have twice as much potassium as sodium). Then you can eat them because you need the electrolytes.
ChiKat, lots of ~ma for your family. So sorry for your loss. Also, I do hope you get rid of whatever bug is bugging you.