I can't tell what I am from the summaries. They could each be me, depending on the situation.
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
Good luck with the interview, Erin!
Mighty Neruda-ma to you, Erin. I bet you'll wow them.
Job-ma for Erin.
I just got this e-mail from my little sister:
Ok, I am just the messenger, and you didnt hear this from me, but it really isnt that important. On our way back from Mississippi, mommy and Pappa were talking. Mommy still doesnt like your idea of being a writer, but she is suppoting you because she loves you a lot. Pappa has never like this idea of you becoming a writer. He thinks " how is going to earn a living being a writer?" Apparently he has never heard of any famous or wealthy writers. Pappa thinks that after you try and fail at finding a job, you will come back to us, and then you will go get a PHD. Well, just remember, you didnt hear this from me. If this bums you out, then I am sorry. If you never want me to tell you anything else they ever say, then just tell me and I wont tell you unless it is like really life or death and they picked out a bride for you. You know, something like that. Just remember, this is mommy and Pappa, they dont know that you can make a great living out of being a garbage man. To them, a good living comes from being only a doctor or an engineer. So dont let this ruin your day. I just thought you would want to know this. You also know Pappa and his stubbornness (excuse the misspellings) Well, I love you more than the Sun, the stars, or the moon.
* a google hugs and kisses*
-jiggers
Good luck with the interview, Erin!
DEENA! It's so good to see you! I'm glad you're feeling a little better.
Well, task one was a mess. I called this morning to make sure that I had all of the paperwork I needed to bring in to sign up for MassHealth and Free Care. Get here, and of course I don't have everything. And the things that I need? They'll probably take several weeks to get after I request them.
I'm so frustrated by all of this. I'm doing everything I can to be responsible and make sure there is no lapse in health coverage, but it looks like it's just not gonna happen right. And then what do I do when I'm faced with $1300 in prescriptions? I can't just go off the stuff. That would be far worse. But I also don't even make that much a month. Damn it. I'm sitting here in the computer room at the hospital with tears running down my face. I think I'm gonna go try to get some food and soda to see if I can get myself calmed down enough to go to therapy.
Oh, P-C. What a sweetie pie she is. How old is she?
Thanks! I have a pretty kick-ass intro to poetry lesson. I'm gonna throw a sock at 'em, and make 'em taste salt, and....
whew. I gotta go. INterview at 11.
I'll let you know how it goes!
Good luck Erin!
I hope the health care situation works out vw.
When does your coverage run out, vw? Can you get your doctor to prescribe extra so that you can cover the extra time? I had a doc once who would prescribe 40 mg tabs of something on the understanding that I would actually cut them in half, so one month supply actually lasted two months.
vw, after you've calmed down, maybe on another day when you feel up to it, ask about hardship help or emergency assistance--there's got to be something, somewhere, that would cover the time between one ending and the other starting.