Ah, yes, of course. The gypsies, they gave you your soul. The gypsies are filthy people. Ptui! We shall speak of them no more.

Ilona Costa Bianchi ,'The Girl in Question'


Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


tiggy - Jan 24, 2005 2:37:57 pm PST #7011 of 10002
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore

me? i'm having bagel bites, which ties back in to the pizza theme from today. i'm plain jane though. i only like cheese on my pizza and bagel bites.

ita makes me laugh even though i got mental pictures of Aragorn going down on his horsey.


Susan W. - Jan 24, 2005 3:07:40 pm PST #7012 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

Yay, Hil!

Hurray for home ownership, Burrell!

For a day I fully expected to be from hell after Annabel screwed with The Schedule by waking up at 5:45 and not going back to sleep until 7:00, when I normally wake up (she usually wakes up around 8:30), today has been surprisingly OK. Even though I slept till 9:00 and didn't shower till noon, I did stuff. I got confirmation letters out to the two agents who've verbally/electronically committed to our conference, sent an email to an editor who told one of our chapter's authors that she could probably come, and sent a letter to a certain major romance publisher that gets so many requests for these things that they appoint a conference coordinator and make everyone go through her.

I also traded emails with the ongoing freelance client and did my normal Monday errands--basically a post office-copy store-library run. And I've still got a little time left before writers group at 6:30, which I think I'll use to straighten and vacuum the living room so I feel like it's Annabel-safe again. I've been making the poor kid live in the playpen and exersaucer all day, but she's been pretty patient about it.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:09:07 pm PST #7013 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Damn. My walking range is only 500 miles; under the right circumstances, 500 more.

Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles?


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:09:49 pm PST #7014 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Welcome to the home ownershop club, Burrell!


§ ita § - Jan 24, 2005 3:13:23 pm PST #7015 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

here she goes attributing beastial *acts* to Aragorn

The horse kissed him! I'm just extrapolating here.


Cashmere - Jan 24, 2005 3:30:03 pm PST #7016 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles?

Thanks for that Proclaimers earworm there, Daniel.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:40:56 pm PST #7017 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

t Tips his hat.


DCJensen - Jan 24, 2005 3:42:14 pm PST #7018 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.

Did cat stacking craze start here or in Natter?


Cashmere - Jan 24, 2005 3:44:17 pm PST #7019 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Did cat stacking craze start here or in Natter?

Does it matter?? The crack cats are now everywhere!!!


Ginger - Jan 24, 2005 3:49:22 pm PST #7020 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Yay, Hil! Yay, Hil! Yay, Hil!