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Post by Queen E on Aug 16, 2004 20:51:15 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]I’m beyond pathetic. [/glow] But you know what isn’t? Part 255 of the The Soulful Spike Society Main Thread. 1. The spoiler rule is taking the summer off. 2. Oh, I love pudding. I worship it. I have a bowl up on the mantel at home with the Virgin Mary, a glass of wine, and a dollar bill next to it. 3. Please play nice. 4. Things approved by Abe Froman, the sausage kind of Chicago: Diane’s Poetry War, Sue’s Episodes thread (now with pine fresh scent and available on the Episodic Elaborations Section), the Where Do We Go From Here thread, the How Did I Get Here Thread, Scubies photo album, the all new Old Parts Home, and Smutday. REMINDER: DON’T FORGET TO WATCH THE PUPPET SHOW, ON TUESDAY, AUGUST 17, AND HERO ON WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 18.You can visit The Soulful Spike Society, at www.soulfulspike.com and get wonderful episode reviews, genius fanfic, insightful analysis and general sassiness. Flights to Erinland leaving at the top and bottom of every hour. |
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Post by Nan-S'cubie Mascot on Aug 16, 2004 20:54:59 GMT -5
First. Good night. I work tomorrow. Imagine that!
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Post by Queen E on Aug 16, 2004 20:57:34 GMT -5
First. Good night. I work tomorrow. Imagine that! Well, yay Nan!!! And I'm going to follow your very good example and do the same. |
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Post by karalee on Aug 16, 2004 21:00:48 GMT -5
Uh! No, no more heartbreak! Julia, I'm pretty sure I saw a message a while back that there were going to be about 120 parts, plus an epilogue, so I think we're winding up here. I hope anyway  |
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Post by karalee on Aug 16, 2004 21:01:30 GMT -5
Goodnight Nan and Erin.
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 16, 2004 21:12:54 GMT -5
First. Good night. I work tomorrow. Imagine that! Yay, Nan, indeed, hope it's a good day, plenty of completions, plenty of hours on the time sheet. Me, I'm thinking of going to the library on the bus with Anna and Andrew. For which I should get combat pay. Julia, brief prayer to the gods of auntdom now. Who might well be olive trees. |
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Post by Barb on Aug 16, 2004 21:13:19 GMT -5
Okay, car update. It hasn't made the sound at all today. We got the radiator flushed and the transmission fluid replaced. It seems fine now. The Valvoline guy and girl said it sounded like a belt thing, but that the belt looked okay. And all those who appreciate my rhyming...thank you. Diane gets all credit for starting that. Her poetry is truly awesome. Thanks again.  Rachael and Shanno have each Made a milestone that takes time to reach Rachael made 11K And Shan got 7K Let's give 'em a party on the beach. Way to go, you two.... |
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 16, 2004 21:14:07 GMT -5
Uh! No, no more heartbreak! Julia, I'm pretty sure I saw a message a while back that there were going to be about 120 parts, plus an epilogue, so I think we're winding up here. I hope anyway The way this is going I could see 25 parts in the epilogue. Julia, cynical in my old age |
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Post by Barb on Aug 16, 2004 21:31:58 GMT -5
The way this is going I could see 25 parts in the epilogue. Julia, cynical in my old age That wouldn't be a surprise.... |
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Post by karalee on Aug 16, 2004 21:34:01 GMT -5
The way this is going I could see 25 parts in the epilogue. Julia, cynical in my old age Perhaps, but I really hope not, it's a good story, but I don't want to devote my life to it. This chapter helped me understand what the deal is a little more. I do have twenty one question. Why do Pat, Beth, Moira, Rafe and Jake always remember and Spike and Xander don't? Oh, two questions. Do they continue to live (and stay the same age) and just watch X and S die over and over, or are they reborn too? And she's gone, but that's okay because I need to go lay down now. goodnight |
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Post by Barb on Aug 16, 2004 21:38:31 GMT -5
Perhaps, but I really hope not, it's a good story, but I don't want to devote my life to it. This chapter helped me understand what the deal is a little more. I do have twenty one question. Why do Pat, Beth, Moira, Rafe and Jake always remember and Spike and Xander don't? Oh, two questions. Do they continue to live (and stay the same age) and just watch X and S die over and over, or are they reborn too? And she's gone, but that's okay because I need to go lay down now. goodnight Hi and bye, Caraleigh! {{Caraleigh}} |
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 16, 2004 22:25:25 GMT -5
Perhaps, but I really hope not, it's a good story, but I don't want to devote my life to it. This chapter helped me understand what the deal is a little more. I do have twenty one question. Why do Pat, Beth, Moira, Rafe and Jake always remember and Spike and Xander don't? Oh, two questions. Do they continue to live (and stay the same age) and just watch X and S die over and over, or are they reborn too? And she's gone, but that's okay because I need to go lay down now. goodnight I'm here, as usual NOT going to bed early, but my only answer to your questions is "Hell if I know". The story as a whole REALLY needs editing- as Mark Twain put it, she needs to "slaughter her little darlings"- because there's too much exposition in these pst few chapters, and it feels exterior to the story as it's developed in tone and language. BOTHER! Julia, moderately pissed off, and at the point where I've dropped print books because they'd just gotten too darned annoying |
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Post by Matthew on Aug 16, 2004 22:39:43 GMT -5
Okay, car update. It hasn't made the sound at all today. We got the radiator flushed and the transmission fluid replaced. It seems fine now. The Valvoline guy and girl said it sounded like a belt thing, but that the belt looked okay. And all those who appreciate my rhyming...thank you. Diane gets all credit for starting that. Her poetry is truly awesome. Thanks again. Rachael and Shanno have each Made a milestone that takes time to reach Rachael made 11K And Shan got 7K Let's give 'em a party on the beach. Way to go, you two.... ... oh, fer chrissakes... yes, that can happen. If the oil change flunkies spilled some on your belt pulleys.. or if they simply overfilled it to the point it was oozing out and getting on them... D'oh! *pounds head against wall, feeling idiotic* |
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Aug 16, 2004 22:56:31 GMT -5
Belts... oh, fer chrissakes... yes, that can happen. If the oil change flunkies spilled some on your belt pulleys.. or if they simply overfilled it to the point it was oozing out and getting on them... D'oh! *pounds head against wall, feeling idiotic* Heck, Matthew, I didn't get it, and I've honed my ability to hear what's wrong with cars through the best part of fifty years of being the "Hold this" person for Dad's trucks and tractors and bulldozers, and Geoffrey's $250 BMW, and when I'm bored waiting for buses I amuse myself by diagnosing noisy cars that go by. Belt noise. God, between that and not being able to come up with Norman Mailer's name tonight without basically reciting his entire biography, I'm feeling way stupid. Belt noise. Squeek, squeek, squeekity, indeed   |
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Post by karalee on Aug 16, 2004 23:40:40 GMT -5
I'm here, as usual NOT going to bed early, but my only answer to your questions is "Hell if I know". The story as a whole REALLY needs editing- as Mark Twain put it, she needs to "slaughter her little darlings"- because there's too much exposition in these pst few chapters, and it feels exterior to the story as it's developed in tone and language. BOTHER! Julia, moderately pissed off, and at the point where I've dropped print books because they'd just gotten too darned annoying Except, I have to admit, the exposition in this chapter helped me understand some things better, where it just confused me in the last two parts. And I can't sleep. I've been trying so hard to go to bed early and then I just lay there. It's driving me nuts. Brad just gave me a good chuckle (because I'm a bad wife). He kept waking up, moving around and basically being restless. He just said "This sucks" I said "What sucks?" he said "This getting up at stupid hours and going to work" I said "This is Tuesday, you don't have to work on Tuesday" confused look.........."What the F*ck am I doing?" me, laughing my butt off, him flipping me off and only making me laugh harder. I'm easily entertained. |
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