I'm sorry, Strix.
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.
Perhaps to some, a little brokenness is seen as a sign of weakness. I am here to tell you that is a bad, bad assumption to make.
It seems that many injured animals get a burst of adrenalin and strength resulting in a mean and vicious opponent. IJS
Heh. Heart of wolverine, here...
Strix, I'm sorry things got epically bad for you.
Strix, I just sent you an email, dunno if it's your current/main one (it's one that was associated with your google +, I think). It's gmail, and doesn't have your name in it.
Got it, Nora, and backflung.
Tep, thank you!
I don't know what I would do w/o you guys...and my meatspace friends and wonderful family. I am so grateful.
Strix, I don't know what's going on, but all the ~ma you need.
I seem to have eaten chips and salsa and sour cream for dinner. Oopsies. I'm going to take a shower and maybe make something a bit healthier later.
Scrappy, can't wait to hear about your exciting evening!
Strix, burn it to the ground and salt the earth.
Tep, I hope your migraine has gone and the pain pills are doing you right.
Had me a steak dinner! Yum, loving our grill.
Tep, I hope your migraine has gone and the pain pills are doing you right.
Migraine will never leave. I'm going to have to drill a hole in my skull.