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Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'

Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork

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Cass - Sep 22, 2011 12:12:04 pm PDT #27849 of 30001

Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

And I'm tempted to paint a white stripe across my nose before I go dancing tonight

Somewhere Plei is twitching and doesn't yet know why.

Ugh, cooking seafood and trying to eat a peach at the same time is bad timing. Blech. I need to cook and freeze some peaches before leaving town. Who lets me buy five pounds of peaches? Who?

P.M. Marc - Sep 22, 2011 12:13:14 pm PDT #27850 of 30001

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Oh, I know perfectly well why I am twitching. I was about to text Jilli with "TWITCH!" as a matter of fact.

Atropa - Sep 22, 2011 12:16:58 pm PDT #27851 of 30001

The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Oh, I know perfectly well why I am twitching. I was about to text Jilli with "TWITCH!" as a matter of fact.

BAH. Also, I just got the text.

Who lets me buy five pounds of peaches? Who?

I certainly wouldn't have.

Kate P. - Sep 22, 2011 12:19:35 pm PDT #27852 of 30001

That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Man, I could use a good peach right now. I have run out of food at work and have another hour and ten minutes before I can go home. Hmph.

§ ita § - Sep 22, 2011 12:22:06 pm PDT #27853 of 30001

Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I'm going to get myself some Parmesan garlic fries. Nutrified, I'm not.

Kate P. - Sep 22, 2011 12:25:34 pm PDT #27854 of 30001

That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

Oh god, those sound good too.

Toddson - Sep 22, 2011 12:26:38 pm PDT #27855 of 30001

Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

for Cass

Strix - Sep 22, 2011 12:27:38 pm PDT #27856 of 30001

A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

That's it; I'm making breakfast for dinner tonight; home-fries with sour cream, shredded cheese and salsa, topped with fried those-things-ita !-hates.

Cass - Sep 22, 2011 12:28:25 pm PDT #27857 of 30001

Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Kate, come eat peaches. I have peach madness going on here.

The peaches looked really good. But wayyyyyyyyy too many peaches. I am stewing-ish them.

Cass - Sep 22, 2011 12:29:38 pm PDT #27858 of 30001

Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Duuuuuuuuuude, I am getting the peaches to the point they can be frozen and then nomming Toddson's recipe. Yum.

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