We're like Internet Barber Surgeons.
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.
Except without the cute little bloodsucker and the round marks on the body.Wait... I'm doing it wrong? Now how to get rid of the marks because I bruise easily...
Though the leeching is helping.
And the having been there and survived it, that helps a lot too, Robin.
Love you {{{Cass}} I'm here if you need me.
I have to go to bed right now, but... um, huh. No way to end that gracefully.
I have to go to bed right now, but... um, huh. No way to end that gracefully.
Pfft. Worst transition ever!
"I am so there for you!! Not now though. Maybe later."
Pfft. Worst transition ever! "I am so there for you!! Not now though. Maybe later."And yet? Made me laugh. Literally. Which was really good.
And yet? Made me laugh. Literally. Which was really good.
Then I amend. Most Earnest Yet Comic Transition Ever.
I really don't like the part of me that is posting All About Me And My Pain right now. I'm not going to stop, hopefully, but it still grates.
In-very-deed. One realizes that one is so terribly bored of dealing with the shit, and if you're boring yourself, then how are others going to react? It feels so damned Narcissistic. "See me! I hurt, I'm frustrated, and all the other things I've been taught I should keep to myelf." But that way leadeth to ulcers, and that's one more thing you don't need.
t gazes out snowy window pensively, comes up with nothing pity It sucks, my sister. It sucks.
Deena is me. I'm about to go to sleep, but hey, I'm there for you, Cass. Tomorrow. Yeah, that's right. Tomorrow. Or maybe Tuesday.
Seriously, I too have been there. Even though the divorce was certainly not my idea, within a few years I came to realize that I was better off. That does not mean I didn't spend many hours as a sodden lump on the bed.
Gronk.
Made it my first week.
34 hours on the clock.
I think I can make it the whole 40 next week, easy.
Still looking for permanent job, or on to start when this one ends (or sooner if fiscally advantagous) in 6-8 weeks.
Damn I love the Bitches. I just do.
Thank you all. Even those of you who chose lives and sleep over comforting me tonight.
I am going to try and get some sleep myself now. If that Insomnia Bitch shows up, Ima flay her. Really not the night to mess with me. (Does anyone have ita on speed dial if it turns out that the Insomnia Bitch has skillz beyond the keeping me awake for ages?)
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Go you, dcj...