It's not like she blew me off. She just left with another guy, that's all.

Riley ,'Conversations with Dead People'


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.


Anne W. - Sep 28, 2013 1:25:52 pm PDT #5132 of 30002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

I'm having a hard time keeping up in Bitches these days, but I am reading along and thinking of everyone.

This.


le nubian - Sep 28, 2013 2:13:20 pm PDT #5133 of 30002
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

They can jump.

OMG.


Shir - Sep 29, 2013 2:46:46 am PDT #5134 of 30002
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".

I got no email access since this morning (some server went down in uni, which gives me my email).

I'd say "The FOMO, it burns", except I know I have few emails to take care of ASAP (access to documents, etc.). It's almost afternoon here, and if it's some kind of a patience test, then I'm failing hard, and it ain't a pretty sight.

sobs, flailing fists GIMME BACK MY EMAIL ACCESS, DAMMIT!

Edited: it's back! Bitching works!


smonster - Sep 29, 2013 5:19:45 am PDT #5135 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Good morning hangover. Oy. I'm applying the time-honored remedy of greasy breakfast food.


brenda m - Sep 29, 2013 5:23:40 am PDT #5136 of 30002
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

The dog and cat breakfasted on eel sushi (I accidentally ordered the wrong thing last night) and shrimp tails and now both are laser focused on trying to mind control me into producing more of this wondrous substance.


smonster - Sep 29, 2013 5:24:52 am PDT #5137 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Haa, brenda, that's awesome.

In other news, my clueless and entitled friend NC is apparently catching up on my fb feed. ::headdesk::


Nora Deirdre - Sep 29, 2013 7:44:20 am PDT #5138 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I saw the link/challenge you posted.

I need to eat something but since being sick, my appetite has been nonexistent. Simultaneously, I have been drinking lots of beer for work. Not the best of combos. I have eggs and grits but the thought of cooking them (and cleaning it all up) makes me feel like, eh, I can just stay in bed.

So weird.


Steph L. - Sep 29, 2013 7:51:03 am PDT #5139 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Ooooh. I'm going to go make some grits. (Since Tim said he'd make eggs half a goddamn hour ago and is STILL in the office, doing god knows what. I even asked, in the what-is-your-PROBLEM tone of voice, "Do you want ME to make the eggs?" and he said, "No, I'm going to make them!" Sure, baby, but are you going to make them TODAY?)

Grits it is. Maybe I'll even make some for him.


Laura - Sep 29, 2013 8:39:42 am PDT #5140 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

Such a good wifey! Also, mmmmmm grits.


Nora Deirdre - Sep 29, 2013 9:17:56 am PDT #5141 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I made eggs and grits! Yum.