Channel your perfectionism to be being perfectly okay today, vw. You can, you know. Perfectly okay.
Willow ,'Storyteller'
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.
Oh, I like that, ita.
good luck on your day, vw!
Pirates still = cool. Jack Sparrow would be proud. Or possibly confused.
You can do this, vw. Also, dadBug is wise.
Perfectly okay.
Totally stealing this.
vw, you will be great! Just do your thang.
Mom's schedule today is to be dialyzed in the morning and then surgery around noon. She thinks she will be back in her room by the time I get off work - 2:30-ish.
Cindy - I know you are right about the raisins. I can only eat a couple of candy corn before they taste wrong, so no biggie there.
vw--you can do this. Everything you are doing today, you have done on other days and done well. So you don't have to wonder whether you can do it, you know you can. And your dad is sooooo right.
vw, you'll be perfectly okay. It'll be good.
Ok, the last two nights I have had buffista-bitch dreams. I rarely remember my dreams, and typically when I do, I don't dream about real people.
In the first, I dreamed that a certain buffista shared with me that she was pregnant. Now this is not a person I know well enough for her to share something like this with me before announcing it publically and, from what I do know of this person, she is not at a point in her life where she is looking to be pregnant.
Last night's dream dipped into the bizzare. Two particular buffistas somehow ended up parachuting in just t-shirts and adult diapers (yes, you read that right). They did not land where expected and got shook up like Whoopie Goldberg in Rat Race, so they ended up wandering around SF talking gibberish, dressed oddly, and no one noticed.
No, I'm not divulging the names of the innocent and I'm afraid of analyzing either dream.
Not it!