Spike: We got a history, him and me. Fred: What? Spike: It was a long time ago. He was a young Watcher, fresh out of the academy when we crossed paths. It was a, what-you-call battle of wills and blood was spilled. Vendettas were sworn. It was a whole-- Fred: My God you're so full of crap. Spike: Yeah. Okay.

'Unleashed'


Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Trudy Booth - Jan 15, 2026 8:44:31 am PST #11115 of 11126
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

Still weird, but not seeming altered is good!

I've just been amazed at how quickly a UTI mentally impairs an elderly person, and how quickly they can recover once treated.


-t - Jan 15, 2026 9:01:00 am PST #11116 of 11126
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

A good reminder, I haven't actually seen that in action


Trudy Booth - Jan 15, 2026 9:16:02 am PST #11117 of 11126
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

In non-dementia news, my nervous little dog (who has mellowed considerably but can still flip at loud noises) was utterly freaked out by the woosh-woosh of the new corduroy pants I was wearing when I walked him this morning.

It took me a minute to figure it out. I'd take two steps, he'd freeze in terror. Calm down, two steps, terror... I had a good laugh once I figured it out. Cracking me up now.


bennett - Jan 15, 2026 9:45:25 am PST #11118 of 11126

A doctor once told me that the surgeon's code is: It can't hurt you if it's in the trash.


erikaj - Jan 15, 2026 9:53:03 am PST #11119 of 11126
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

My mom used to hate it when therapists or doctors called her "Mom"


-t - Jan 15, 2026 9:57:25 am PST #11120 of 11126
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Yeah, I can't imagine I would like that


JenP - Jan 15, 2026 10:09:45 am PST #11121 of 11126

My mom used to hate it when therapists or doctors called her "Mom"

Um, yeah she did!


erikaj - Jan 15, 2026 12:54:49 pm PST #11122 of 11126
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

"I'm your mom, not theirs." She might still go off about it actually. It used to come up a lot. I thought of it the first time I saw In The Heat Of The Night and "They call me Mr. Tibbs," came on.


erikaj - Jan 15, 2026 1:05:10 pm PST #11123 of 11126
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Cereal: We were just out getting COVID shots. Kind of a drag, especially since my stomach was kind of like Happy Fun Ball last night, having one of its freakouts. (Anything that happens in my body that's slightly out of regulation, it's just always the worst LOLCat ever, like "I can haz vomit?" Argh.) But it makes me feel better to know that Bobby Junior can *suck it*--For every non-Nuzzi value of that slightly vulgar statement.


Atropa - Jan 15, 2026 1:49:14 pm PST #11124 of 11126
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I still am suffering bronchitis. I did some digging in MyChart, because I’ve suffered this bronchitis thing at least once a year for the past few years, and mine and Mr. Loomy’s suspicions were correct: the clinic doctor I saw over the weekend, who was abrupt and didn’t listen to either of us, prescribed me less than half of the dosage of prednisone that I’ve had previously. No wonder I’m not getting better. So back to the clinic I go.

And yesterday was the last two of five MRIs. Now I wait for my doctor to give me information so I can call the back specialist.

If I’m going to be a sickly invalid, I want laudanum. And a trip to the seaside where someone will push me around in a fancy wheelchair. Then more laudanum.