Jayne: What're you gonna tell the others? Mal: About what? Jayne: About why I'm dead. Mal: Hadn't thought about it. Jayne: Make something up. Don't tell 'em what I did.

'Ariel'


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.


Laura - Jan 11, 2024 10:06:43 am PST #7985 of 8184
Our wings are not tired.

Thank you. I sent him a gentle text yesterday to acknowledge the day, but no response. I'll continue from time to time to reach out, but it adds another stab of pain when I get no response.


JenP - Jan 11, 2024 10:51:51 am PST #7986 of 8184

Laura, I just am so sorry you and B are being put through this. I am always holding and will continue to hold hope and send positive waves for change in their hearts and minds. So much love to you.


erikaj - Jan 13, 2024 10:12:31 am PST #7987 of 8184
Always Anti-fascist!

Yes, absolutely. I hope they work through whatever they need to. Um, was hoping for more of segue, I guess, but am I the only one who has f2f dreams? I had another one last night. Most of the time, a better feeling than a dream about, you know, losing a post, or e-mailing something you think you might need to take back. (Have had a few of those. All they make me think is that sometimes, however self-righteously crafted, the "Touch grass," people have a point, now and then.) Even if they don't really understand they are creating another Project for me, and I hate that. Anyway... maybe my sleeping brain just longs for spectacle, or its home planet. Thoughts?


EpicTangent - Jan 17, 2024 4:59:51 pm PST #7988 of 8184
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

I just got news that a (relatively) recent crush - that transitioned to friends when it was clear the romance was going nowhere - passed away last month. Obviously, we hadn't been that close lately or I would have heard before a month had passed - but I'm still knocked for a loop. He was only 57, and NOT diagnosed with cancer like some of us. How can he be gone? I'm stunned. I have a couple of photos still on my phone that I took stealthily in a Home Depot that looked exactly like him + 20 years. I joked with him that it was Patrick from the future who came back to visit (and buy hardware supplies). Guess he won't be coming back now...


Laura - Jan 17, 2024 5:31:52 pm PST #7989 of 8184
Our wings are not tired.

I'm sorry, Epic. It does hit in a different and disconcerting way when one of our peers is lost, with added discomfort when you don't have answers.


sj - Jan 17, 2024 7:20:11 pm PST #7990 of 8184
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Epic, I'm so sorry. That is way too young.


Pix - Jan 17, 2024 7:37:41 pm PST #7991 of 8184
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Oh, Epic, I'm so sorry. Too much death.


lisah - Jan 17, 2024 7:58:55 pm PST #7992 of 8184
Punishingly Intricate

I’m so sorry, Epic


erikaj - Jan 18, 2024 9:27:11 am PST #7993 of 8184
Always Anti-fascist!

I've had that happen. The answers don't help that much.


EpicTangent - Jan 18, 2024 11:31:21 am PST #7994 of 8184
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

The answers don't help that much.

No, you're right. It won't change anything...except all of us going, "but he lost all that weight and kept it off for more than a decade," "but he was doing all that hiking in November," he didn't drink, smoke, or do drugs of any kind. It's just bewildering. And, honestly, a little scary for someone like me, who hasn't lost as much weight and is currently in treatment for cancer, and, and, and. If he can go with nothing wrong, what chance do I have? And I know one thing has nothing to do with the other, but you can't reason with my subconscious right now, I'm afraid. I feel like if we know what happened, my brain can go, "Well all right then." Even though it's obviously not all right with him gone.