Angel: Is that what you think you are--a hero? Spike: Saved the world didn't I? Angel: Once. Talk to me after you've done it a couple more times.

'Destiny'


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.


Trudy Booth - Feb 28, 2014 10:58:32 am PST #9652 of 30002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

My urge to show up and rip your outlaws a new one is at new heights, Maria.

Of course I would NOT do so, but I really really reallllllly want to.

Thank God you never have to deal with them again in any way.


sumi - Feb 28, 2014 11:32:20 am PST #9653 of 30002
Art Crawl!!!

Yes - what Trudy said.

When I read your post on FB I was at first a bit confused - but then I remembered about the outlaws.


Connie Neil - Feb 28, 2014 12:40:05 pm PST #9654 of 30002
brillig

May you never have to have anything to do with your outlaws again.

This.


Anne W. - Feb 28, 2014 12:49:29 pm PST #9655 of 30002
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Maria, I am so sorry. I wish I could smite the outlaws in such a way that they would never forget for a minute what terrible people they are.


juliana - Feb 28, 2014 1:49:46 pm PST #9656 of 30002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

May you never have to have anything to do with your outlaws again.

Oh, so much this. I am so sorry, Maria.


WindSparrow - Feb 28, 2014 7:20:50 pm PST #9657 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.

I can't think of a just smite for the outlaws, either. I'm sorry that you not only lost your puppy but also lost the opportunity to say goodbye.


Cass - Feb 28, 2014 10:04:32 pm PST #9658 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.

I am so sorry, Maria. Both for the situation and the awfulness of finding out in a terrible way.

If you haven't done it before, it's not nearly as hard/scary as it sounds. Much better than trying to give one a pill.

I haven't done it in a while but I am remembering it as kinda like riding a bike and easy. So hopefully it'll go well. Seriously chill cat so I'm not stressed.

I'd rather give this cat insulin injections than pill my own.


Pix - Mar 01, 2014 8:17:03 am PST #9659 of 30002
The status is NOT quo.

We give Seamus insulin twice a day. Easy peasy. MUCH BETTER THAN PILLS. Pills and cats are not a good match.


Strix - Mar 01, 2014 8:19:16 am PST #9660 of 30002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

I had to give my departed cat Solomon insulin shots. I thought it would be hard, but I just stuck him while he was chowing on his morning kibble and it was no big deal.


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2014 12:43:46 pm PST #9661 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Gah, you guys, I am so upset. Ridiculously, can't-stop-crying upset.

The dry cleaner ruined my wedding dress. I picked it up today and it is totally BLACK. What the fucking hell? I asked the dry cleaner lady what happened, and she said she doesn't know (of course). She checked the tag -- as if I didn't before I brought it in -- and verified that it said "Dry clean only", and said, "The tag says dry clean only, and we cleaned it. You need to talk to the manufacturer about it."

Well, no. If I brought in a dress that said "do NOT dry clean" and it got ruined, that's not the dry cleaner's fault. But if they ruined something that they were supposed to be able to clean, well, that's their fault.

But the website doesn't sell this dress anymore, so I can't replace it. And, really, I don't know if I would, even if I could.

What I want is for it not to have happened, or to be fixable. But neither of those things are true. So I guess I have a black dress now. And I'm just really, really upset. Which makes me feel stupid. Because it's just a dress. I mean, yeah, it's my wedding dress, but it's still just a dress. No one died. I wasn't really going to be able to wear it again (even though it's not a white poofy wedding gown, it's still my wedding dress, and anywhere I wore it, people would ask "Is that your wedding dress?" and then I would feel stupid). But that still doesn't mean I wanted it to be ruined.

God damn it.

If anyone is going to suggest I go after the dry cleaner for restitution, I don't have it in me to do it. Mostly because they're insisting it isn't their fault and I don't feel like lawyering up for a dress.

Damn it. It was so pretty.