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 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.


Topic!Cindy - Mar 13, 2016 4:21:30 pm PDT #23591 of 30002
What is even happening?

I'm not even going to pretend I've been keeping to the John H diet, or that I'm in any way a good Buffista, but I saw that vw bug (VALERIE!) had her little baby girl. I'm so happy for her and for Lloyd. I sent a PM on Twitter, but new moms don't have time to check all the sites, so I'm just checking in here to cheer for the birth of babygirl Stitch!


Steph L. - Mar 13, 2016 4:24:33 pm PDT #23592 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Cindy! I'm always happy to see you!


DavidS - Mar 13, 2016 7:09:31 pm PDT #23593 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Cindy! I'm always happy to see you!

Ditto! And yes, let us rejoice in the new Buffistae sproglings we've had in cohort this last year!


WindSparrow - Mar 13, 2016 7:48:42 pm PDT #23594 of 30002
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.

Cindy... good Buffista? I thought the only good Buffista is a bad Buffista. We just have different ways of being bad. Some of which are very good. Being here is a good way to be bad. Being happy wherever you are is another fine way to be bad.

It's good to see you now.


Zenkitty - Mar 14, 2016 7:01:14 am PDT #23595 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Hi, Cindy!

Oh, no, it's Monday again.

Any other work-at-home people ever get awakened by a phone call from their boss and realize (a) you overslept badly, and (b) now you have to pretend to be at your desk and fully functional even though you really are not? That is a thing that just happened to me. Thank goodness for Caller ID.


Steph L. - Mar 14, 2016 7:12:20 am PDT #23596 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Any other work-at-home people ever get awakened by a phone call from their boss

Fortunately 99.5% of our communication is via email. Of course, if I oversleep and miss an early email, then I have to be like "I was editing XYZ and just saw this email..." and hope it's believable.


Nora Deirdre - Mar 14, 2016 7:15:56 am PDT #23597 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I got unbelievably lucky meeting someone who can deal with all of my baggage (seriously, the man has infinite fucking patience for some shit I never talk about here). He's one in a bazillion in terms of compatibility. But we do the work. It's just enjoyable work.

Yep, indeed.

I do think a layer of crazy gets added when kids are in the mix, though. It's a lot easier when we don't have to worry about anyone, like, dying on our watch.


Zenkitty - Mar 14, 2016 7:19:05 am PDT #23598 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Fortunately 99.5% of our communication is via email. Of course, if I oversleep and miss an early email, then I have to be like "I was editing XYZ and just saw this email..." and hope it's believable.

Me too. My boss is a stickler about timely replies to her emails, too; if I don't respond within half an hour, she calls and starts grilling me about where I was. I don't know what she thinks I'm doing.


Steph L. - Mar 14, 2016 7:20:37 am PDT #23599 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

It's a lot easier when we don't have to worry about anyone, like, dying on our watch.

Holy shit, pets are stressful enough. I walk around the house saying stuff like "Kato, stop licking the floor! Toke, stop eating that plastic bag! Slinky, don't eat Toke's food!" and realize that with kids, that would be amplified by a million.


Zenkitty - Mar 14, 2016 7:28:31 am PDT #23600 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Holy shit, pets are stressful enough.

Stop fighting. Who threw up? Stop tearing up the damn couch. What did you knock over in there? Please stop fighting. Oh my god you're throwing up again, well now I know who did it. Stop eating plastic you furry idiot. Do you need to go to the vet? Stop fighting you little wretches!

And the next thing I see is the two little wretches who've been having slappy hissy fights all day, curled up on the bed together totally peaceful. Aww. I suspect it's much the same with kids. So cute when they're asleep!