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Spike's Bitches 25 to Life  

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vw bug - Jul 25, 2005 5:05:59 pm PDT #2939 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, PC, I'm so sorry, man. I don't really have any other advice to offer, but I've been reading and I feel for you. I hope you're able to figure things out without a lot more pain and suffering.

I just got home from dinner with the parents. Dinner was wonderful. I got this HUGE prime rib with wonderful sides. As far as presents go, I got the beautiful picture I've been wanting for my living room and a gift certificate to my favorite store. Plus, my parents had found the cutest card to give me from Toto. It's got a little westie terrier on the front of it holding a balloon that says, "I love Mom." Then on the front it also says, "It's your birthday, Mom, and I'm hoping you have a great day." Inside it says, "Because when you're happy, I'm happy (and much more likely to get what I want)!" Then it's signed, "Love, Toto George xoxoxo." So damn cute. It about made me cry.

Thanks for all the birthday wishes today, guys. I really appreciate it. It's been a rough year, but as my wonderful roommate pointed out to me last night, I've come a long way...even if I don't always feel that way or can see it. Here's to hoping that next year will bring even better things.

Oh, and MUCH ~ma to Stephanie. I'll be thinking of you lots, girl. Good luck!


brenda m - Jul 25, 2005 5:31:18 pm PDT #2940 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

That's so sweet, vw. I'm glad you had a wonderful night.

My mom used to send me cards from the dogs and the cats, and wrestle them out into the yard to get their paws all muddy so they could "sign." For animals who seem to find great joy in muddying up the rugs and furniture and everything else at a moments notice, it sometimes took a lot more wrestling than you'd imagine. No fun if they want you muddy, I guess.


Cass - Jul 25, 2005 6:22:19 pm PDT #2941 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

"Because when you're happy, I'm happy (and much more likely to get what I want)!"
That is terribly sweet.

Is anyone around?


Laura - Jul 25, 2005 6:22:59 pm PDT #2942 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

{{Sunil}}

{{Beth}}

May you have abundant joy to balance the struggles

Happy Birthday vw!! It sounds like a good day was had.


Deena - Jul 25, 2005 6:23:43 pm PDT #2943 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I'm sorry I've been absent, work has eaten my head and I've had no brain leftover, but I've been reading and ~ma-ing like crazy.

I feel for Steph and boundary issues and the wedding (relatives) from hell; vibing for Stephanie and the bar exam; ouching for PC and his parents; meara so needs her umfriend to be closer. JZ needs to have a splendiferous day just because. Robin still has the best advice and Cindy has an amazing ability to say things both honestly and kindly. I'm glad vw had a happy birthday and right in thinking that sj is disturbingly hot in gothy-wear. Sending vibes to Fay for safety and wishing good things for everyone else. I've been missing my peeps a lot.

Nick said something disturbing that I had to share--and who else can I share things like this with? (Yes, I'm using you.)

Nick, happily playing his guitar suddenly looks up at me and says, "I bet being a jazz musician would make you a better lover."

Not enough shudder in the world.

Also, last night as I was taking Kara up to bed, she suddenly turned on the stairs and grabbed the front of my shirt. "Oh no!" I said, "I'm captured! Whatever shall I do?"

She looked at me funny and said, "No, but I know it's hard for you to walk up the stairs so I'm helping you."

Of course, her kindness is not unadulterated. She told Nick a freaky story about a flower eating a bug and they all died at the end; and then she fed the goldfish all the food in the tin. She's also flirting with all of Nick's friends.

It's time for me to go to bed. Love.


Laura - Jul 25, 2005 6:23:49 pm PDT #2944 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Hi Cass!

I'm here, but tired and somewhat grumpy.


Deena - Jul 25, 2005 6:25:24 pm PDT #2945 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Hello Cass! and why are you grumpy, Laura?


Cass - Jul 25, 2005 6:27:28 pm PDT #2946 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I'm here, but tired and somewhat grumpy.
Flee then. I am having a meltdown.
Nick, happily playing his guitar suddenly looks up at me and says, "I bet being a jazz musician would make you a better lover."
Not enough shudder in the world.
It really doesn't help that I think he's right. It really doesn't. Oh god, I am never having kids.


Deena - Jul 25, 2005 6:32:48 pm PDT #2947 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

He tried to say that was a universal you and had no bearing on the personal you, but it was too late.

eta: gotta head for bed. Goodnight!


Cass - Jul 25, 2005 6:36:12 pm PDT #2948 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

He tried to say
Yeah, nothing that comes after this is going to mindwipe what came before. Unfortunately.

Let me see if I can find a silver lining...

He pays attention to detail?

Yeah... Nope, sorry I got nothing.

--
On the other hand, I've stopped the sobbing for the moment. I feel like this could be a good thing.