And Buffy wore silver jewelry all the time, and that cross was the only time we saw it burn Angel.
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hmm, it waa a silver cross, so I thought it was the silver that did the burning. Have crosses made of anything else burned?
There was S7, when crazy!Spike toasted himself draped over a wooden cross (I assume it was wooden, anyway).
Oh, and in Helpless, what was the cross made of that Buffy presented against CrazyPsychoVamp? (That he then grabbed for a quick sizzle.)
Maybe other materials only work on crazy vampires.
My grandfather suffered with post-Shingles pain the last few years of his life; he's the reason I took this job.
Yeah, my father will also be very interested to hear this news.
Kat, nope no suggestions, but I cut her off. Basically a babysitter is the only option.
Random whoah of the day: RIP Ken Ober
Awww, man. Remote Control was fun. Brady Physics!
Man, I loved Remote Control. The cheap sets, the not so well rehearsed bits. bah.
It's way too soon for MTV presenters to be dying. He's older than I'd have thought, but way young.
What is up with IE6 and the mouse highlighting text? I try and highlight a word and a half in the text box and it decides I want two words. When did I relinquish control? Oh, yeah. This whole laptop, to which I don't have admin access.
My office life just gets stranger and stranger. There's a friendly guy who works down the hall from my cubical bay; he's an amateur photographer, and asked if I'd be willing to let him take pictures of my outfits every day so he can get some practice shooting people instead of landscapes. Sure, I said, because hey, more Shallow Fashion Details photos! I like that idea!
So we met up, took today's photos, and walking back into the cubicle bay I explained a little bit about Goth to him (he's Russian and doesn't have a good frame of reference, apparently). After he waved goodbye and wandered off, one of my fellow cubicle-bay dwellers piped up with "I'm glad I overheard that, because I was working up to asking if you dressed that way because you lost a bet."
Fellow cubicle-bay dweller than asked if he could take a camera-phone photo of me to show to his wife. Er, okay? Even though you thought I dressed this way because I lost a bet?
Lost a bet? That's a pretty pricey and involved bet, not to mention A HUGELY RUDE THING TO SAY if he was even slightly serious.