Although now I'm wondering if annexing the Sudetenland would help me get a date.
And a mustache named after you. That would be cool, right? For a guy. I mean, I don't really want a mustache named after me.
Oh, yeah. There was this time I was pinned down by this guy that played left tackle for varsity... Well, at least he used to before he was a vampire... Anyway, he had this really, really thick neck, and all I had was a little, little Exact-O knife ... You're not loving this story.
Buffy ,'Beneath You'
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.
WindSparrow - Feb 14, 2012 5:55:29 pm PST #7427 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.
Zenkitty - Feb 14, 2012 6:00:08 pm PST #7428 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I'm now imagining the Windsparrow Mustache, and it's pretty amazing. It has to join with the sideburns somehow, but discreetly.
Topic!Cindy - Feb 14, 2012 6:08:48 pm PST #7429 of 30001
What is even happening?
Allow me some superficial whining for a moment... Not only is today tainted but my birthday will never be the same. I'll always know the next day is when my husband died.
I noticed that, Maria. I'm so sorry. I have death anniversaries tied to my birthday, too. I think this is supposed to be where I tell you it gets better. And maybe it does, but basically, every year I hold my breath until my birthday passes.
billytea - Feb 14, 2012 6:10:05 pm PST #7430 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I was trying to write something, but basically, what Windsparrow said. I'm sorry about the awful timing, Maria. No part of this is fair.
JZ - Feb 14, 2012 6:13:31 pm PST #7431 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Maria, come 2013, if you aren't somewhere awesome, please let me have you here. We'll incorporate you into my my neighbor tri-some of bdays, which we're doing tomorrow.
As a back-up plan, let me offer up Tom Scola's get-out-of-bad-anniversaries option of heading to various West Coast Buffista locales and letting the localistas love you up but good. Either coast will do, really; I just happen to be partial to the one I'm on (plus, you truly must come to San Francisco at some point; all the elderly Italian expats of North Beach will want to adopt you and pet your hair and feed you delicious things until you burst at the seams, in a deeply good way).
eta: Not to be flippant at all -- but sometimes just being away from the place where the grief happens helps, and don't ever forget that you have multiple continents of loving hearts.
Ginger - Feb 14, 2012 6:15:05 pm PST #7432 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Or perhaps you'd like to come to Atlanta and have a small dog distract you by nipping your ankles.
DavidS - Feb 14, 2012 6:15:35 pm PST #7433 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Or perhaps you'd like to come to Atlanta and have a small dog distract you by nipping your ankles.
He's very sweet once he accepts that you're not there to murder Ginger.
sarameg - Feb 14, 2012 6:16:08 pm PST #7434 of 30001
Whatever makes her happiest!
Maria - Feb 14, 2012 6:19:09 pm PST #7435 of 30001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
I'm never going to be a mom either. Rob would have been an awesome dad.
brenda m - Feb 14, 2012 6:20:11 pm PST #7436 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
(Excepting murdering Ginger.)