((Yes, it's another scene from BTVS. It's great writing. So deal.))
Xander - Take this, for instance. You don't want to deal, so you hide? Not very Slayer-like.
Buffy - Just leave me alone, Xander. You have no idea what's going on.
Xander - No? Good. So you and Riley aren't imploding. (beat) Doesn't take a genius. What I can't figure out was how you didn't see it coming.
Buffy - What? Who told you?
Xander - Nobody told me anything, Buffy. It'd been right there in front of my Xander face. The guy would do anything for you-
Buffy - The guy got himself bit by a vampire! He lied to me. He ran around behind my back and almost got himself killed. And now he has the nerve to tell me that he's leaving with some covert military operation at midnight, unless I convince him not to. (beat) Now tell me you "understand", because I sure as hell don't.
Xander - Are you going to let him go?
Buffy - It's not my decision if he wants to take off.
Xander - Of course it is.
Buffy - Well, that's not fair!
Xander - Who cares if it's fair? In about twenty minutes, Riley's going to dissapear - maybe forever - unless you do something to stop him.
Buffy - What am I supposed to do? Beg him to stay?
Xander - Why wouldn't you? To keep Riley here, you wouldn't--
Buffy - I don't even know who he is! I mean he's... I thought Riley was dependable --
Xander - Dependable? What is he State Farm?
Buffy - You know what I mean.
Xander - Yeah, I think you mean convenient. I think you took it for granted that he was gonna show up when you wanted him to and take off when you didn't.
Buffy - Look who's talking! You've got Anya following you around like a love sick puppy!
Xander - Oh boy, this is not about me--
Buffy - Is she more than a convenience? Because that'd be kind of a surprise.
Xander - If you don't want to hear what I have to say, I'll shut up right now.
Buffy - Good, because--
Xander - I lied. See, what I think? You got burned with Angel. Then Riley shows up...
Buffy - I know the story, Xander.
Xander - But you missed the point. You shut down, Buffy. And you've been treating Riley like the rebound guy, when he's the one who comes along once in a lifetime. He's never held back with you. He's risked it all. And you're about to fly because you don't like ultimatums? (beat) If he's not the guy... If what he needs fro myou just isn't there... For God's sake, just let him go. Break his heart, and make it a clean break. But if you really love this guy -- I'm talking scary, messy, no-emotions-barred need... If you are ready for that, then think about what you are about to lose. He's drawn the line. So either this is the end, or it could be the beginning. Up to you.
This post is about some people who mean a lot to me in my life.
I have numerous acquaintances in my life, but there are very few people I call friends who I can count on at any time in my life, and two have made a big life change by moving -- Chuck and Peaj.
Chuck and Peaj are two of my best friends. I've actually known Chuck since seventh grade. He used to torment me by ripping the strings from my hoodies. We did used to laugh in eighth grade, though, over some stupid book I had to read during those silent reading times.
I met Peaj around the time she started high school. A guy I hung out with was perusing her pretty heavy, and after that, I didn't really see her until a mutual friend started throwing parties.
Over the years, we became great friends and have spent hours upon hours hanging out, watching movies, playing cards, and going places. I've watched these two people go through some interesting times in their lives, including the birth of their daughter, several moves, and their eventual marriage. Over the course of ten to twelve years, I've watched these two grow up and grow together. We've had some amazing, crazy times, and I'm going to miss them as they continue down their path.
To my friends: You are closer to me than some of my own family. I love you both, and if you ever need anything, please... Don't hesitate to ask.
An armless man walked into a bar which was empty except for the bartender.
He ordered a drink and when he was served asked the bartender if he would get the money from his wallet in his pocket since he has no arms.
The bartender obliged him. He then asked if the bartender would tip the glass to his lips.
The bartender did this until the man finished his drink. He then asked if the bartender would get a hanky from his pocket and wipe the foam from his lips.
The bartender did it and commented it must be very difficult not to have arms and have to ask someone to do nearly everything for him.
The man said, "Yes, it is a bit embarrassing at times. By the way, where is your restroom?"
The bartender quickly replies, "The closest one is in the gas station three blocks down the street."
Once divided Nothing left to subtract Some words when spoken Can't be taken back Walks on his own With thoughts he cant help thinking Futures above But in the past hes slow and sinking Caught a bolt a lightning Cursed the day he let it go...
Nothingman Nothingman Isnt it something? Nothingman
She once believed In every story he had to tell One day she stiffened Took the other side Empty stares From each corner of a shared prison cell One just escapes Ones left inside the well And he who forgets Will be destined to remember...
Nothingman Nothingman Isnt it something? Nothingman
Oh, she dont want him Oh, she wont feed him After hes flown away Oh, into the sun Into the sun Burn... burn...
Nothingman Nothingman Isnt it something? Nothingman Nothingman Coulda been something Nothingman
A cop pulled over a car for swerving all over the road. The blonde at the wheel looked very confused and scared.
"What's going on here, ma'am?"
"Well, I was driving along when all of a sudden there was a tree right in my path. I swerved to miss it, but there was another tree. And after that, another, and another."
I had a weird dream last night. I was prepping for a flight on a dark, dreary day. I was gathering my bags in the airport as they called for my plane and I noticed that no one in my immediate vicinity spoke english.
Whatever.
So, I board the plane and get situated, and I notice that everyone around me looks like the two asian guys on "Heroes". ...oook. So, as the plane beings to taxi, I notice that the door on the front port side of the plane is still open. The light attnedant was nearby, so I was waiting for her to close it. Then the plane begins its run for flight. We lift off the ground -- door still open -- then after about a few thousand feet, the plane dives down and splashes down in the middle of the ocean. The water rushed in quickly, and I remember reaching for that retarded seat cushion/flotational device.
It didn't matter.
Those things never work, and besides, there was no air pocket for me to float up to... and I couldn't feel my legs to swim towards that open door.
And I wondered why I rarely remember my dreams. I'd say my own demise is a good reason to forget them.
One day Little Susie got her "monthly bleeding" for the first time in her life. Having failed to understand what was going on and being really frightened, she decided to share her trouble with little Johnny.
Having found Johnny, she told and showed him what her problem was.
Johnny's face grew serious and he said, "You know, I'm not a doctor, but it looks like someone just ripped your balls off!"
One night, a police officer was stalking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible violations of the driving under the influence laws. At closing time, he saw a fellow stumble out of the bar, trip on the curb, and try his keys on five different cars before he found his.
Then, sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes. Everyone left the bar and drove off. Finally, he started his engine and began to pull away.
The police officer was waiting for him. He stopped the driver, read him his rights and administered the Breathalyzer test. The results showed a reading of 0.0. The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The driver replied, "Tonight, I'm the Designated Decoy."
During WW II an American soldier had been on the front lines in Europe for three months, when he was finally given a week of R & R. He caught a supply boat to a supply base in the south of England, and then caught a train to London.
The train was extremely crowded and he could not find a seat. He was dead on his feet and walked the length of the train looking for any place to sit down.
Finally he found a compartment with seats facing each other; there was room for two people on each seat. On one side sat only a proper looking, older British lady with a small dog sitting in the empty seat beside her.
"Could I please sit in that seat?" he asked.
The lady was insulted. "You bloody Americans are so rude," she said. "Can't you see my dog is sitting there?"
He walked through the train once more and still could not find a seat. He found himself back at the same place.
"Lady, I love dogs - have a couple at home - so I would be glad to hold your dog if I could sit down," he said.
The lady replied, "You Americans are not only rude you are arrogant too."
He leaned against the wall for a time, but was so tired he finally said, "Lady, I've been on the front lines in Europe for three months with not a decent rest for all that time. Could I please sit there and hold your dog?"
The lady replied, "You Americans are not only rude and arrogant, you are also obnoxious!"
With that comment, the soldier calmly stepped in, picked up the dog, threw it out the window, and sat down. The lady was speechless. An older, neatly dressed Englishman sitting across on the other seat spoke up.
"Young man, I do not know if all you Americans fit the lady's description of you or not. But I do know that you Americans do a lot of things wrong. You drive on the wrong side of the road, you hold your fork with the wrong hand,and now you have just thrown the wrong bitch out of the window."
A blonde and a guy were out on a date and they ended up at "Lovers' Cove" where they were making out. The guy thought that things were going pretty well and maybe he would get lucky, so he asked her if she wanted to go in the backseat.
"NO!" yelled the blonde.
The guy just figured that she wasn't ready yet. Things got pretty hot and the guy thought he would try again.
"NO!" the blonde yelled again.
Things got even hotter and the blonde was down to her bra and the guy even had her pants unzipped.
"Do you wanna go in the back seat yet?" asked the guy.
"For the last time, NO!" said the blonde. Frustrated, the guy asked, "Well, why the hell not?"
The blonde looked at him and said, "Because I wanna stay up here with you."
It lies in all of us, sleeping, waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have?
Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief.
It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace... But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank; Without passion, we'd be truly dead.
~Angelus, "Passion" - Season two, Buffy: the Vampire Slayer
It lies in all of us, sleeping, waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir, open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have?
