To anyone who has not been Spartacused, and would like to be, you might want to consider adding your information to the Buffista Master Mailing List. I can't promise mail, but it does make it easier for Spartacus to find you.
Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.
Xander ,'Touched'
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2013: That Was the Year That Was
Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Thanksgivukkahmas, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Out you go, 2013!
SuziQ - Feb 25, 2014 9:44:51 am PST #746 of 774
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Amy - Feb 25, 2014 9:50:03 am PST #747 of 774
Because books.
What Suzi said!
JenP - Feb 25, 2014 1:53:37 pm PST #748 of 774
Thirded!
Beverly - Feb 26, 2014 11:26:47 am PST #749 of 774
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I too got a mysterioso belated non-Spartacan valentine. Is awesome in the extreme!
There was an lj friend who was stuck in major not dealing, and she kept getting more non-responsive, stopped posting, stopped answering her email, and finally deleted her journal. No one had thought to get her phone number, but one of us sent her mail, just a card, on the theory that it doesn't cost a lot for people online to blow smoke up your skirt--it's just pixels. But something tangible, in your hand, that says, we know you're hurting and we care.... She came back online, slowly, and has said it was holding the card in her hand, not necessarily reading it more than once, just holding it and looking at it was the thing that reconnected for her.
I would *pay* the postal service for what they do--as long as they dump the junk mail before they get to my box.
beekaytee - Feb 26, 2014 2:53:20 pm PST #750 of 774
Compassionately intolerant
I love you, Beverly.
And am nodding in agreement.
SailAweigh - Feb 27, 2014 9:11:02 am PST #751 of 774
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
::nods along from lurker mode::
Beverly - Feb 27, 2014 10:17:20 am PST #752 of 774
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
This is why I love us. Why Bitches rocked with the blankets-as-proxy-hugs, and tiaras, and mystery packages with bonus chocolate, and why we still rock with mystery valentines and random cards, just because, and taking care of each other.
There's not another place like this, that I know of, and I love us.
Anne W. - Mar 05, 2014 2:13:32 pm PST #753 of 774
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Spartacus continues to do good. Something well-timed and much needed arrived today.
EpicTangent - Mar 05, 2014 2:20:37 pm PST #754 of 774
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
Huh, finally got to the post office & mailed a couple of things that have been waiting, but forgot to invoke Spartacus. Oh well, they're from Me, Recipients, so there!
SuziQ - Mar 05, 2014 4:39:13 pm PST #755 of 774
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Now I'm trying to picture the Spartacus invocation ritual.