Aw, Gud. I remember that feeling so well. Wish I could do something to make this easier for you.
'Bring On The Night'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
Katie, I'm sorry. I didn't see your post before. I hope the interview went beautifully, they realize what an asset you'll be. They'll hire you and in a few weeks realize they can't operate efficiently without you, and they'll make your position permanent, full time, with benefits. That they'll make you feel valued and wanted for your skills and your talents, and that you're plenty attractive enough to grace any office they have. And that you won't have to wear hose and nasty hurty shoes and stupid clothes.
I wish we all could be valued for the job we do, the skills we have, the abilities we bring, rather than the preconceptions offered up by our first impression and outward appearances. Lots of very pretty people would be on the street with tin cups. And lots of ordinary looking people would be happily employed.
All the best to you, darling girl.
Dude, that's TWO BOOKS.
Written.
Not just ideas.
Gud, all the best to you, too. The best outcome, the very best possible resolution to all this tension and strife.
Susan, how wonderful!
Gud, hugs to you, and I hope things go okay tonight.
((Gud)) I hope home is calm tonight. I just feel so pathetic sitting here wishing there was anything I could say that would make it better and realizing there isn't. But my thoughts are with you.
Good evening ~ma to Gud. I wish things weren't so rough for you right now.
Aims, I'm sorry Luna had to go away. That sucks. And so does the lack of funds. I know way too many people in the same boat with their finances. MONEY~ma!
Happy Birthday, Nora! I hope you had a lovely day.
There was probably more that I wanted to respond to but I lost it somewhere between reading and typing. Feh.
Oh, I'm happy about it. There's just a side note of bereft/dismayed because I wrote so much of this book in a creative frenzy of feeling like this was the bestest and most romantic story EVAH, and I was the luckiest writer in the world to have been graced with the muse that came up with the idea. But the past few weeks I've realized that, yeah, it's pretty good, and based on a DAMN good idea, but it's going to need lots of editing to do justice to my vision. And I still haven't rightly figured out how to edit.
Susan, that's great!
Gud, I wish I had helpful advice. I hope tonight is calm for you.
Aimée, I'm so sorry Luna had to go away.
I keep checking the website for the shelter. I found him TUesday. He looks...well, kinda sad and confused. I hope he finds a home that he loves and humans that love him.