Jayne: 'Cause I don't know these folks. Don't much care to. Mal: They're whores. Jayne: I'm in.

'Heart Of Gold'


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.


sj - Oct 16, 2012 3:24:24 am PDT #21408 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Poor, Sammy! I hope he is feeling better soon.

{{{Erin}}} That sounds like an awful experience. I'm sorry.

~ma to all the other sick Bitches. I'm feeling better today, except I have zero energy.

A very Bitches t-shirt: link.


sj - Oct 16, 2012 5:11:29 am PDT #21409 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Tea:

A friend posted about her anniversary on facebook today, which reminded me that mine is next month. So, I ordered a nice bottle of Scotch from the liquor store for TCG. It's from the distillery we visited last year. They don't carry it, but they claim it is orderable, another liquor store said it wasn't, so I hope they are right.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 16, 2012 5:16:09 am PDT #21410 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Which distillery, sj?


sj - Oct 16, 2012 5:18:59 am PDT #21411 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Glengoyne.


smonster - Oct 16, 2012 8:21:34 am PDT #21412 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I hate that everyone is sick! It's that season, I guess. Blecch.

Chalk me up as also stressed and busy and sick, though my digestive system seems to finally be getting back to normal. Also, spending nights with D cuts down on my posting time.

Speaking of, had another insecurity freakout after he left this morning. I think I need to touch base with him about a couple of things, which I may not get to do until Saturday, if then! It's probably all fine. We just don't quite speak each others' languages yet, I think, and I don't mean Russian v. English.

Crappy morning. Frankie had an accident overnight, and instead of peeing on any one of the FOUR puppy pads out, peed on my goddamn yoga mat. Left late for work, got ten minutes away, realized I didn't have my knife or wallet. Went back for them, got to work half an hour late, realized I had also left my cooler with my water and lunch. That + freakout = shitty morning. But I powered through, thanks to my pissed off chick music, and am home eating my lunch. Had to come back over this way anyway to go by the hardware store.

Having a v. hard time getting my ass up and back to work. C'mon, girl. Let's go.


smonster - Oct 16, 2012 8:57:35 am PDT #21413 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Oh look. A panic attack. Awesome. May be muscle tension induced, going to try a quick stretch.


omnis_audis - Oct 16, 2012 9:14:07 am PDT #21414 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

((( Smonster ))) Not sure what else to say.


beth b - Oct 16, 2012 9:51:16 am PDT #21415 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

deep breaths while you strech - we are your support.

You too, Erin O . The number of times I've wanted to tell, bosses coaches , etc, that sometimes a little praise ( even if the word is better) will do more that snide , sarcastic or accusatory remarks...

and my grocery buying was not influenced by buffistas. pumpkin ale brie nope no influence


sj - Oct 16, 2012 10:27:02 am PDT #21416 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{{{smonster}}}}} Calm~ma.

Add TCG to the list of the sick. He came home from work early; I can count on one hand the number of times he has done this so he really must be feeling crappy.

I went to coffee with thessaly today, we took a quick run to the market, and then I stopped at the supermarket on the way home. All my spoons are gone; I'm glad I made enough chili yesterday for a small army.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 16, 2012 10:28:48 am PDT #21417 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Yikes, smonster! You going to the neighborhood thing tonight? I am not up for the whole thing this year, but if you wanted to meet there I could give you a present and a hug!