You clarified my guess, Cindy. I was tricked by a footnote.
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
Susan, you weren't the only person to get very little sleep last night.
This stuff that went on at my house yesterday has me really freaked out. It was keeping me up for a while last night, and I'm still trying to figure out what, if anything to do about these developments.
announcement: "Charmed Life" by The Divine Comedy makes me tear up Every. Time. I. Hear it.
It's on a wedding mix that Tom made last October.
Dude. Good love song.
OK, back to lots and lots of stoooopid work.
Sean--You don't have to do anything, right? I mean, besides really, REALLY looking forward to moving out of there when you got the cash? You aren't going to change their minds by arguing, and merely sharing living space doesn't mean you endorse their craxiness. I mean, I had a roommate whose only goal in life was to marry a rich guy, which she was able to go on and on about. I didn't agree with any of her philosophies and thought she was pretty unscrupulous, but I basically avoided talking about ideas with her until I was able to move into another place. If you do the same, you may be able to sleep better.
Such a weird day. Dealing with "the situation." It may require filling out a police report, since one hasn't been filled out yet (I thought it had). Got my classes all registered for. Heard back from prof on the independent study to complete the Bronze/Buffistas paper, and he's probably going to allow me to do it without getting a minor in his department.
So dialectical...good and bad... It goes from up to down so quickly. I'm not sure I can deal with the whiplash for much longer.
{{{Sean}}}
{{{vw}}}
Scrappy is wise.
I just had to pull that out.
I just had to pull that out.Thank heaven her father didn't feel the same way.
I really shouldn't post this. I think I have to.
Cindy, my mind went to the same place.
There's something wrong with you two.