Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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.
Teacup boyfriend and I had dinner with my friends last night. I think it went well, and the friend that I was worried about was on her best behavior, which isn't saying much lately, but it was better than her worst behavior. I finally had a friend take a picture of us together, so as soon as I can finish that roll of film, I will post the pictures. I hate to catch up and run, but I am so very late for where I am supposed to be.
{{{Aimee}}} I am sorry about the homesickness and that you didn't get the part.
vw, have fun in New York. I want to hear all about Wicked when you get back.
{{{Nora}}} Deciding to go back into therapy is a difficult decision; I have found that when those close to you start suggesting it, it is probably a good time to seriously start looking into it again.
FWIW, I so hear you. Therapy hurts. I know, I know, it ultimately helps, too...but it is so damn hard and forces you to confront things that you don't really want to confront. ("Can't I just keep hitting snooze? I'm not ready to get up yet.")
I have btdt, but I am so happy that I have finally found a really good therapist. Even if the sessions are becoming increasingly painful, but I have actually gotten to the point where I really want to deal with some of this stuff. It took me quite a while to get to that point.
It's nice to see when the press recognizes a Buffista for her/his brilliance, yet comforting to realize that no one in the media has connected the dots and figured out our world-domination plan.
Wrod!
I'm glad it went well, sj.
Sorry about the part, Aimee, but I hope you keep auditioning.
Nicole and I just got back from walking around downtown Denver, which was fun. We bought books, and chocolate, and one copy each of the Incredibles, and then had lunch, and now I have a puppy trying to smoosh me.
Very good day.
The Incredibles! Ooooh, I want to watch!
Aimee, sorry you're sick for the home. I know just how you feel.
Ah, woe is I, for I am now perched on the horns of dilemna. I have splurged part of my tax refund on 'The Incredibles' and 'Firefly' DVDs. Which of them do I watch first? Or do I mosey down to the neighborhood bar and sign up for their weekly Saturday poker league?
Some days are better than others.
But first, food.
Sail, hurry! You can have a chocolate dipped strawberry if you make it here fast enough.
Oh Nicole, that's just
mean!!
I want a chocolate-dipped strawberry!
Also, I want my fucking oven to work. I don't understand what's going on. It heats up to 400 or whatever, and the heat coils are red, and then it inexplicably shuts off.
Thomash has a new tag.
P-C, are you saying the oven shuts off or just that the coils cool down and aren't red anymore?
Also, for the strawberry tauntiness, see if I take you anywhere for nice food when you are here, you evil woman.
Hmm. P-C, the oven just doesn't want you to eat real food.
It was a very pretty day here today...but I was going to go to the RODEO with some coworkers, but I forgot to add on the time it would take to get there, so now it's too late to go. Doh.
And I want the girl to email me BACK again, so we can actually like...set up the date.
Yay for picture of Teacup Boy and sj!
Aimee, I saw a romance book today called something like "The Trouble with Emmaline" (or something) and was v. amused.
On WFMU, they were just threatening to play nothing but Crosby, Stills and Nash over and over again unless more people pledge to the station.