I still don't know why I'm doing thanksgiving. Dad is coming up next weekend because E has swim meet.
I fed off a flowerperson, and I spent the next six hours watchin' my hand move.
Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
askye - Nov 21, 2017 9:20:56 am PST #2690 of 8216
Thrive to spite them
Zenkitty - Nov 21, 2017 5:02:56 pm PST #2691 of 8216
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I had some bizarre dream about Malcolm Reynolds. He was awesome and badass and sexy. I don't care that I can't remember the rest of the dream.
smonster - Nov 21, 2017 5:22:40 pm PST #2692 of 8216
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Yum, Cap'n Tightpants.
I have NO plans for Thursday and I don't care. I might go see The Shape of Water by myself. I might do a little work, or look at insurance plans. I might do NOTHING.
quester - Nov 21, 2017 5:23:02 pm PST #2693 of 8216
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Drive by bitching: it's Tuesday night and I still have no invitation from either in-town sibling, or anyone else to T-day.
Both sibs helped me move so it's not like we're on bad terms.
I have provisions for myself, but, come on!
Trudy Booth - Nov 21, 2017 6:55:48 pm PST #2694 of 8216
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
Soooo Marti Noxon's new show...
Looks like I'm in episode one or two.
No lines, but it looks like it'll get me into the Union.
Feels extra special (and more than a little Buffista) that it's Marti's show where I get to take that leap.
Laura - Nov 22, 2017 4:15:22 am PST #2695 of 8216
Our wings are not tired.
I might do NOTHING.
Best kind of day evah!
Quester, can you just call and ask what is happening? They may think you have plans?
No lines, but it looks like it'll get me into the Union.
Excellent! I owe a debt of gratitude to SAG-AFTRA. A billion years ago Stephen had a tiny supplemental health policy with them that was like $20 a quarter or something super silly. Because of this policy we paid $0 out of the hundreds of thousands of dollars his health care cost. AND when he was declared disabled they refunded his premiums backdated to the date of his disability and left the policy in force until he died. I had insurance through my employer, but this supplemental plan made all the difference. It is devastating enough to go through that kind of illness, but paying for the hospital stays and treatments was never an issue. So yeah, yay unions!
WindSparrow - Nov 22, 2017 4:23:02 am PST #2696 of 8216
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.
Congratulations, Trudy!
quester, times like these I wish we had transporter technology. I think Daniel and I are going to a local community feast, but it would be perfect if you could simply pop over and come along.
quester - Nov 22, 2017 4:59:42 pm PST #2697 of 8216
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
If we had teleporter you guys would never be rif of me!
WindSparrow - Nov 22, 2017 6:36:26 pm PST #2698 of 8216
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.
We need a teleporter. We just do.
One of the things I am picturing in my head is Buffistas having a cosy library together, can be some conversation, but mostly just companionable reading in the same general vacinity.
WindSparrow - Nov 22, 2017 6:41:36 pm PST #2699 of 8216
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.
When I was in college, I shared an apartment with my friend Sarah. We had a guy named Burt living with us. He slept and paid rent elsewhere, but he did not get along well with his roommate, so he would spend most of his not-in-class, not-at-work time with us. It was so comfortable to have Burt around because he was a master of companionable silence.