Who died and made you Elvis?

Cordelia ,'Storyteller'


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.


Cass - May 12, 2013 5:37:34 pm PDT #60 of 30002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Oh, Nora, I'm sorry.


smonster - May 12, 2013 5:40:33 pm PDT #61 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Nora, I saw that. FFS. If you do get involved organizing a benefit, let me know.

In tangentially related news, I am thinking about mentoring a kid; there are some programs locally. Not sure I'm ready for that responsibility, but it seems one of the best ways to make some small difference.


smonster - May 12, 2013 5:41:28 pm PDT #62 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Oh hi, yeah I'm fine. Xpost. I was still asleep at the time of the shooting, honestly.


Vortex - May 12, 2013 6:01:10 pm PDT #63 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

My mother wants to meet in New York for my birthday. She's making a big deal about celebrating my birthday (she basically ignored my last birthday, except wanting to know the next time that I was going to be in DC so she could take me out) I don't know why I should make an effort for something that's supposedly for me. Of course, she says we don't have to do it if I don't want to, but the repercussions are a pain. The crap of "I tried to do something nice for you . . ."


WindSparrow - May 12, 2013 6:14:02 pm PDT #64 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.

My wonderful people, I wish there were magic words to send hearts' ease to all of you who are hurting, frazzled, depressed, doubting or otherwise in want or need.

sj, I hope your mom's knee is all better soon.

Nora, I am very sorry about your friend.

Cass, What rotten timing for horse play. I'm glad your sister is accepting the consequences of not teaching her son a little more consistently.


quester - May 12, 2013 6:22:04 pm PDT #65 of 30002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

I need to go to bed, so I can get up and go to work to earn the money I need to pay my rent...but I have a bad case of the "Don't Wanna!"s.


sj - May 12, 2013 6:40:20 pm PDT #66 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Sanity check: Do I strike anyone here as a hold digging, manipulative bitch?


Vortex - May 12, 2013 6:41:41 pm PDT #67 of 30002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

? Um, no. By no means at all.


Ginger - May 12, 2013 6:42:45 pm PDT #68 of 30002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Only if there's some alternate universe version of you.


sj - May 12, 2013 6:45:07 pm PDT #69 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Thanks, because I just listened to a long rant message left by she who will not be named in which I was called that and much worse.