It's a hard time of year on our frailer beloved beings. Peace~ma to all.
Willow: Something evil-crashed to earth in this. Then it broke out and slithered away to do badness.
Giles: Well, in all fairness, we don't really know about the "slithered" part. Anya: No, no, I'm sure it frisked about like a fluffy lamb.
'Never Leave 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.
Connie Neil - Dec 11, 2011 4:00:00 pm PST #4066 of 30001
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Laura - Dec 11, 2011 4:23:44 pm PST #4067 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Loving wishes of peace and strength to Matt and family.
{{Pix and Drew}} I'm sorry for your loss.
At these times I remember it is always sudden. Anticipated grief and the unexpected variety are different but sure feel the same.
Calli - Dec 11, 2011 5:18:38 pm PST #4068 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I'm sorry about Byron, Pix.
smonster - Dec 11, 2011 5:37:24 pm PST #4069 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Lots of ~ma for Matt and for beth.
PixDesigns, I'm so sorry.
smonster - Dec 11, 2011 5:43:10 pm PST #4070 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Separate post:
I am full of gronk. What with StW staying over last night, the resulting shortage of bed space (Frankie's talent - locating the EXACT CENTER of the bed and achieving immobility there) and bad hip pain, I didn't sleep much last night. So I just took a 4-hr nap, and I'm about to go back to bed. I totally, totally failed at productivity this weekend, and my spending plan is all jacked, too. I bought two pairs of pajamas today (they were so soft! my house is chilly! one has skulls made of flowers!). My sink is full of dirty dishes, I did nothing to unpack/clean up my house, I didn't do laundry (using my back as an excuse), I am behind on work for a volunteer thing...
Why is the weekend always gone?
JenP - Dec 11, 2011 6:39:42 pm PST #4071 of 30001
My condolences for your loss, Matt and beth. Love and peace to you both.
Will be thinking of you Wed. a.m., Pix.
Liese S. - Dec 11, 2011 7:06:37 pm PST #4072 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I'm sorry, Pix. That's so hard.
Scrappy - Dec 11, 2011 7:13:45 pm PST #4073 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I am so sorry, ND and Pix.
WindSparrow - Dec 11, 2011 7:36:16 pm PST #4074 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Why is the weekend always gone?
It's made of rum. But clearly, not enough rum.
Shir - Dec 11, 2011 7:58:48 pm PST #4075 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
{{Pix, ND, Matt and beth}}
I'm very sorry. ~mas to you, and to the rest of the 'istas I skimmed earlier (I believe I saw something about bonny, so separate ~ma to you as well, dear).