Actually not needing validation right now, but thank you.

Buffy ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'


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.


Atropa - Sep 03, 2012 12:06:22 pm PDT #19707 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Is this also where your mother drives back to get it?

DING DING DING! That would be my answer.


Aims - Sep 03, 2012 12:06:35 pm PDT #19708 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

You'd think. But, no. She starts work tomorrow.


sj - Sep 03, 2012 12:12:36 pm PDT #19709 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Does Emeline start school this week? Because if so, I really don't care that your mother starts work tomorrow. Emeline is going to need those meds, and she is the one that screwed up.


Atropa - Sep 03, 2012 12:12:36 pm PDT #19710 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

You'd think. But, no. She starts work tomorrow.

That doesn't matter. This is a case of the HEALTH OF HER GRANDCHILD. Her screw-up, she needs to fix it.

(I'm not telling you what to do. But I am angry on your's and Em's part.)

X-post with sj, heh.


sj - Sep 03, 2012 12:17:19 pm PDT #19711 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Also, what Jilli said about not telling you what to do.


Steph L. - Sep 03, 2012 12:47:05 pm PDT #19712 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

If it has to be paid for out of pocket (which I'm guessing it will), your mom needs to foot the bill.

(Although I, too, am trying hard to not tell you what to do.)


Aims - Sep 03, 2012 1:12:44 pm PDT #19713 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Em starts school Wednesday. I'm going to see if we can get 10 tabs and have their neighbors send the pills to us Priority Mail.


smonster - Sep 03, 2012 1:27:36 pm PDT #19714 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Ugh, Aims. What everyone else said.

In an effort to Get Shit Done, I overcommitted. Oopsies. I invited the Ukrainian rugby player over for dinner, and he'll be here in an hour and I'm not sure what I'm cooking. Well, I'm cooking chicken thighs and mustard greens, but I'm still poking around for recipes. And I need to clean the house (frankly, that's one reason I invited him over - so I would have to clean).


smonster - Sep 03, 2012 2:33:42 pm PDT #19715 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Got the house cleanish, found a mustard green recipe... not sure on chicken thighs. Tempted to order pizza, but the whole point was to not spend money. ::sigh:: I've got Nora's simple recipe from before, maybe I'll just do that.


Laura - Sep 03, 2012 2:37:52 pm PDT #19716 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

When I cook chicken thighs for the boys I cook bake them forever in 1/3 each of olive oil, soy sauce, and white wine. Yum! Cover them with liquids.