Teppy, bebe, it's Tuesday, madame.
Yes'm. Sorry -- yesterday was a wee bit stressful.
Angel: Lorne, you're— Lorne: Reliable as a cheap fortune cookie? Angel: I was gonna say a guy with good contacts…
'Shells'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Steph L. - Feb 14, 2006 6:52:41 am PST #5451 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
deborah grabien - Feb 14, 2006 7:11:57 am PST #5452 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Sorry -- yesterday was a wee bit stressful.
Nodding grimly in the corner, over here. Stressful. Oh, yes. Trust me, I get it.
Steph L. - Feb 14, 2006 7:16:11 am PST #5453 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
And I just remembered that you don't read Bitches, and that was the only place I posted the stress du jour -- Dad is in the hospital yet again, but not for cardiac reasons this time. He's had abdominal pain for 5-6 weeks, and a full battery of tests/scans/etc. haven't yielded a cause. It's maddening.
But I was freaked out yesterday, since I know how to deal with his cardiac issues, but the abdominal pain is an unknown.
Anyway. I'll have a topic shortly.
deborah grabien - Feb 14, 2006 7:27:25 am PST #5454 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Oh, Teppy, damn - here's hoping they know what it is, and that it's something that can be fixed simply and painlessly.
sj - Feb 14, 2006 8:56:55 am PST #5455 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Deb, much ~ma to you today. Also, I know I still owe you an e-mail, but I am having a bad week with my health. I will e-mail you soon.
deborah grabien - Feb 14, 2006 10:07:39 am PST #5456 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Oy. Get healthy, love.
The mystery phone call has been accomplished, and I am a very happy camper, all things considered. But I can't go into any details yet, because it's tricky.
Steph L. - Feb 14, 2006 1:45:21 pm PST #5457 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Okay. I finally got my brain back in a creative mode, rather than a stress--response mode.
Challenge #96 (the outside reflects the inside) is now closed.
Challenge #97 is camouflage.
dcp - Feb 14, 2006 3:30:25 pm PST #5458 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Drabble: camouflage
A dark gray suit, a pale blue shirt, and a subdued tie let me blend right in with the rest of the office party crowd. A glass of ginger ale over ice cubes fills my left hand, leaving the right one free for the occasional handshake or one of those reserved half-waves of recognition through the crush. Three circuits of the room--speaking little, saying less--and I can make my escape. I mingle, make eye contact, nod, smile, and keep moving. Soon I’ll be able to slip away home, change out of the corporate uniform, and be myself again.
deborah grabien - Feb 14, 2006 4:43:40 pm PST #5459 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
dcp, nice one.
No Relation, 1973
The cardiac unit waiting room at SF General is always full of people. Men still get heart attacks more often than women do; most of those waiting for news are women. They share the drawn worried look, the twisting together of hands, the bands on the same finger.
I wear no band. I have no right to be here, except that the woman with the ring is definitively elsewhere. I'm here because I'm who he asked them to call.
I fold my ringless hands in my lap, hoping the drawn worry in my face will hide my lack of status.
Liese S. - Feb 14, 2006 4:47:59 pm PST #5460 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Damn, deb.
Also, crap, 'cause I know what mine needs to be about and I don't wanna.