Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...

'Shindig'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[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.


Vortex - Oct 14, 2014 7:01:46 pm PDT #13734 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

I can't donate blood, I lived in the UK too long. I might have Mad Cow lurking in my system.


Ginger - Oct 14, 2014 7:04:43 pm PDT #13735 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Before I got cancer, I donated six gallons of blood, plus I did platelet donation. I'm still on the plus side.

Give blood! It's the cheapest charity there is, and there are cookies.


Strix - Oct 14, 2014 7:07:32 pm PDT #13736 of 30002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I lived in the UK for 4 months in 1993.


Ginger - Oct 14, 2014 7:12:58 pm PDT #13737 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

You can't give blood, then. Nag other people to give.


Strix - Oct 14, 2014 7:14:44 pm PDT #13738 of 30002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I will, Ginger! Damn; I was gearing up to face a personal challenge.


Zenkitty - Oct 14, 2014 7:20:41 pm PDT #13739 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Once my doctor has confirmed that I'm not anemic myself, I will give blood in honor of our hemoglobin-challenged Buffistas.

Oh, that thing I said earlier about how my appetite is about gone? Well, apparently that doesn't count when I'm PMSing. The Army needs to divert some resources to air-drop me a crate of ice cream and Snickers over here. This is a woman on her period who's barely eaten in four days. This is a state of emergency, Mr. President.


Ginger - Oct 14, 2014 7:31:31 pm PDT #13740 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

The chemo I'm on right now has real potential as a weight-loss drug. Before I started this, the idea that someone could forget to eat struck me as madness.


Vortex - Oct 14, 2014 7:36:12 pm PDT #13741 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

I lived in the UK for 4 months in 1993.

The rule is an aggregate of 6 months in the UK.


Strix - Oct 14, 2014 8:15:26 pm PDT #13742 of 30002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

So I'm clean. Urp. Okay. :breathes deep:

It's officially my resolution before NY 2015. There; I said it.


Calli - Oct 15, 2014 2:30:17 am PDT #13743 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I gave blood a bit over a month ago. Now that I'm unemployed, it's easy to make the local blood drives. Two jobs ago the Red Cross use to set up at one of my org's offices and we could take work time to donate. At my more recent job, so many employees were spending big chunks of time in malarial countries they didn't bother setting up corporate donations. Pity--I gave more when it was the next building over and on the clock.