Cass, I am so sorry. That's too much.
The next time you decide to stab me in the back... have the guts to do it to my face.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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. - May 20, 2012 5:49:11 pm PDT #13666 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
ChiKat - May 20, 2012 5:55:13 pm PDT #13667 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
{{{Cass}}} I am so so sorry. I'm glad you were with Kittenish at the end. You gave each other happy lives. And, I am so so sorry about your dad. All kinds of healing~ma to him.
smonster - May 20, 2012 6:00:14 pm PDT #13668 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
omnis, I hope you won! That would be pretty cool.
I am so freaking wiped. Wish tomorrow wasn't Monday.
Nora Deirdre - May 20, 2012 6:01:17 pm PDT #13669 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
smonster, did you leave a bottle of merlot at our place? Don't worry, we won't drink it.
Pix - May 20, 2012 6:39:18 pm PDT #13670 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
{{{{{Cass}}}}}}
Typo Boy - May 20, 2012 6:51:39 pm PDT #13671 of 30001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
{{Cass}}. Glad you could be there for Kittenish. And fuck cancer with a rusty chainsaw.
Cass - May 20, 2012 6:55:20 pm PDT #13672 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.
That's too much.
It is too much.
Tonight is hard.
Liese S. - May 20, 2012 8:22:56 pm PDT #13673 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, Cass, I'm so sorry. It is hard. You can totally text me if you need to, at any point.
omnis_audis - May 20, 2012 10:10:43 pm PDT #13674 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
I'm in the midsts of rewatching SNG. I'm up to start of season 4. Poor Wes. He's promoted to Ensign, but the red uniform looks big on him. I wonder if that was on pupose, to try and make him look more child like. In the mean time, Locutus has been created.
billytea - May 21, 2012 3:00:19 am PDT #13675 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
We have a sick little boy. We got a call from childcare that he was complaining of feeling unwell and wasn't playing the way he normally does. When we picked him up he told me that his ear was sick. (Not hurting, apparently, but it felt sick.)
Right after we got home, before we'd even had time to take our shoes off, he threw up all over himself, the floor and his parents (I was holding him at the time). So I'm willing to believe him with the whole "feeling sick" thing.
Anyway, the fun part is that (yes, there's a fun part) last time he was sick, we had tremendous difficulty getting him to agree to take his medicine, as it tasted funny. This time around, he volunteered (indeed, insisted) to have some medicine. We'd been talking through the concept since last time, and when I was sick last week, he'd bring medicine to me so I'd feel better. (That part was just awesome.) He still thought it tasted funny, but got through it by alternating sips of the medicine and sips from his water cup. Learning!
Our chirpier boy is now safely ensconced in bed. (Fortunately, he didn't throw up over his regular bedtime froggie, but his auxiliary backup froggie.)