CLEARLY, YOU MUST BRING YOUR FAMILY HERE AND VISIT YOUR SISTER AND HAVE A MOTHERHUMPING PLAYDATE.
Mal: So we run. Nandi: I understand, Captain Reynolds. You have your people to think of, same as me. And this ain't your fight. Mal: Don't believe you do understand, Nandi. I said 'we run'. We.
'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.
P.M. Marc - Dec 27, 2011 5:41:49 pm PST #4770 of 30001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
amych - Dec 27, 2011 6:05:54 pm PST #4771 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Here's a picture we had the server take of us.
Seestors!
Toddson - Dec 27, 2011 7:08:12 pm PST #4772 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
For those who enjoy such things, photos of pets undergoing holiday indignities.
Well, drat - I tried to link to a specific photo - a dog with a big doggie grin with only his nose and mouth sticking out from under a Santa hat.
DebetEsse - Dec 27, 2011 7:17:11 pm PST #4773 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Hooray, Aimee!
Strix - Dec 27, 2011 8:52:48 pm PST #4774 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Aims, that's awesome! You guys look so much alike!
Beverly - Dec 27, 2011 9:42:42 pm PST #4775 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Aimee, that's wonderful--so happy for you!
I have so far avoided post-holiday crowds, but I think I will assay a few stores tomorrow. I need to check secondhand athletic equipment venues for a stationary bike, but I'll probably wait about a month for the post-New Year's realization to kick in.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Dec 28, 2011 12:20:23 am PST #4776 of 30001
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Aims, that's awesome (re your sister)!
Thanks for the good wishes, all. So, shivas are horrible. Give me a good drunken Irish wake over this any day. And ours only last one day. I would really, really like some wine. At 12.30 in the afternoon.
Shir - Dec 28, 2011 1:22:05 am PST #4777 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Oh, dear.
Can I amuse you with horrible shiva stories? Like the time when a friend's family started a huge argument on who is more orphan: the aunt without the mother, or the aunt without the father? Or the one, in my grandfather's shiva, where I heard an hour and a half lecture about the fascinating world of fire security protocols in aviation? (after 40 minutes, I leaned towards my sister and asked "oh, and you thought the funeral was the hard part, didn't you?").
(Yes, shivas are a bit like reality shows, where you have to survive one's family).
Shir - Dec 28, 2011 1:22:34 am PST #4778 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
And Aims - I'm so happy for you. That's really awesome.
Anne W. - Dec 28, 2011 4:04:33 am PST #4779 of 30001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Can I get some general ~ma for myself right now? As some of you know, I've been kind of up and down for a month, and right now I'm really, really down, and really feeling like a failure at everything, to the point where I'm on the verge of making it a self-fulfilling prophecy at work. I'm feeling physically removed from my closest friends, and I'm feeling like it wouldn't make any difference to anyone but my mom if I never left my house again.