Oh, no! The lovely and talented vw is thwumping.
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.
What's wrong, vw?
There was an emergency with one of the kids at school, and they needed me to help out with it. Due to that, I'm missing a quiz at class and trying to decide if I should even go, since at this point I'd be there for probably less than half of the class.
I just e-mailed the prof on her "pager" account. I'm hoping to hear back from her soon.
I'm frustrated with myself, though, because I've already attached myself so much to these kids that I can't put myself first. As my mom said, I had a clash of priorities.
THWUMP
That was just a sympathy thwump for vw. I hate when my priorities clash. Nothing to see, here.
Oh no! Thwumpage everywhere!!!!
{{{vw}}}
Whyfore, Cindy?
ETA: Whew. Never mind.
Hairpats anyway for Cindy. Just cuz.
Uh oh, the thwumping is catching. What's wrong Cindy?
Just heard back from my prof. She says to take it easy and not bother coming to class. So, I'm going to do that. I just...I hate this. Gonna have to talk to my boss about it tomorrow so I know what to do if a situation like this comes up again.
No, I was just thwumping for vw. I should have made that more clear. I'm good. Cranky, but good. You know. Normal. For me.
vw, that stinks. I don't even know what I would do. I really do hate those sorts of situations. There's no right answer.
Go home, and have ice cream.
I don't even know what I would do.
I didn't feel like I had a choice, really. A therapist called after a session with one of our kids and said that the kid had a tough session and wasn't feeling safe enough to walk home. Someone needed to come get her. There were only two counselors on the floor...neither could leave. I wasn't gonna let the kid walk home. I know what it feels like to feel like that.