Hee. She's such a big shot, all verbal and whatnot. I loved Jilli's LJ entry about Lillian taking her over to the computer and demanding, "Lion. Grrrwl." So. Cute.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 07, 2007 1:13:18 pm PST #9345 of 10001
What is even happening?
Sean K - Mar 07, 2007 1:20:40 pm PST #9346 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Last time we checked, S's fever had finally dipped below 101. Mine was under 100 last time I checked.
Actually, my biggest worry right now, other than S not getting too sick, is how contagious I'll be tomorrow, when I have to be at work again. I really don't want to give this to anyone else, certainly not the actors or other crew as that could just kill the closing weekend.
juliana - Mar 07, 2007 1:25:46 pm PST #9347 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
In good news, I have a date on Saturday. For once, it is not with a lumberjack with issues. Rather, it is with a former punk rocker who now makes wine. He most likely has issues, though. Wine-soaked punk issues.
Pix - Mar 07, 2007 1:29:14 pm PST #9348 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
YAY date with wine-soaked punk!
BOO fevers and sick!
NoiseDesign - Mar 07, 2007 1:34:36 pm PST #9349 of 10001
Our wings are not tired
Hey Sean. I hope you both start to feel better soon.
DavidS - Mar 07, 2007 1:36:37 pm PST #9350 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Wine-soaked punk issues.
That is sooooo San Francisco.
JZ - Mar 07, 2007 1:37:23 pm PST #9351 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Ayy, poor Hec.
If it's any (thin, translucent, barely-there) consolation at all, I get a painful number of those woolgathering monologue phone calls too, but mine usually end, several years into the call, with the caller saying, "So, what I need to know is if it's okay, if the doctor wouldn't mind, if I could possibly get your fax number." It's the cruellest possible punchline to the world's lamest shaggy dog joke.
Pix - Mar 07, 2007 1:39:50 pm PST #9352 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
My fun phone call today was having to break the news to a parent that her beloved daughter had unintentionally plagiarized (don't ask--way too tired to explain it) her final exam and therefore had flunked it. Do I win for crappy calls? For today anyway?
Drew, sweetie, so much sanity~ma to you. I know waiting is making you crazy (it's making me crazy too), and I hope the call comes soon.
DavidS - Mar 07, 2007 1:42:44 pm PST #9353 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Ayy, poor Hec.
Why? What happened to me?
::checks for thalium::
Laura - Mar 07, 2007 1:44:49 pm PST #9354 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
{{Drew}} Sorry for the crazy making waiting. Calm ~ma to you.
{{Kristin}} Not fun.
Still at the office. Could go home, but trying to finish the project here so I don't have to cart it home with me. Blah.