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Willow ,'Get It Done'
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That happens to me sometimes too. Can never predict which will be quiet and which will be panicked months.
Autie Flo. What a riot. Never heard that one before.
I hat teh backache. And, for me, there is the sighing. Can't figure it out. Like I've lost oxygen or something. Big, fat, woeful sighs.
I hope the haircut lifts your spirits and yay for the heating pad. The stuff of the gods when I'm bleeding.
Bless you for controlling your homocidal urges. I'm with ya.
And on a completely, nausea inducing mood swing... How great is my dog? I have a plate of chicken wing bones on my couch next to me. Bartleby walked up and sniffed it. I said, "leave it." He looked at me mournfully and then walked over to a sunbeam on the floor and curled up.
I so love that he's so good.
Okay, I'm getting weird. Maybe I should go clean more. Or bludgeon something.
Curling up in a sunbeam is a very sane response to life's disappointments.
Literally or as a state of mind, Hec?ETA: Note new act as if tagline...maybe if I look at for hours I will be.
Curling up in a sunbeam is a very sane response to life's disappointments.
Can I tag?
I'm just too busy hiding the bodies and eating a Buster Bar.
Because nothing's better after a rousing bit of murder than a Buster Bar.
So, the next time my MIL sends me a care package with the UK version of Midol that contains codeine, do you want me send a box your way?
My MIL never sent me anything as useful as codeine. She did send me some pretty appalling jewelry made of shells, though.
I think curling up with the trashy novel sounds like the best plan for vw.
Sorry about all the female troubles. At least I don't have to worry about that anymore. It's the good side of chemo.
This is just one of the multitude of lessons I've learned from Bartleby.
He should write a book.
Literally or as a state of mind, Hec?
I was recommeding literal curling in actual sunbeams. However, if you have a sunbeam in your mind, you might want to curl your psyche into that spot.
Mostly though I'm thinking of a bestselling book titled: The Dog's Approach To Mental Health.
Chapter 1: If it's stinky it's good!
Chapter 2: If it's not food don't worry about it.
Chapter 3: Walkies! Yay!