Also, it's very dark around here. Artificial light is required to keep me from bumping into the furniture.
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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.
Seanie, I saw the Halloween pictures, and -- I may never be able to watch "I Love Lucy" ever again....
My work here is done...
You evil, evil man.
No, that was ND.
Also, it's very dark around here. Artificial light is required to keep me from bumping into the furniture.
You are welcome to have my natural light, which is shining directly into my eyes and causing me to go blind. Stoopid windows.
Also? I had the nice, silicone boob pads so everybody, and I mean everybody was feeling my boobs.
It was possibly encouraged by the fact that I couldn't keep my hands off them either.
Also? I had the nice, silicone boob pads so everybody, and I mean everybody was feeling my boobs.
Heh. The party I was at was about 80% gay men, including one in a black-and-gold sequinned evening gown, heels, and black curly wig (Joan Collins). I said "Nice tits!" and then ended up having a conversation about whether or not they were realistic, which involved comparison with mine. I won.
I won.
Well, DUH!
Um, can I get some hugs and hairpats? I'm feeling a bit beaten down by the universe. I know things could be much worse--we all have our health, more or less, our house is in one piece, if I ever get a job our finances will turn around in a hurry, etc..
But I'm just so tired. I wouldn't quite say this is the worst year of my life, because there was middle school, and adulthoodwise 1993-94 sucked like a Hoover factory, but everything just seems so damn bleak. The job is taking too long to materialize. That's the biggest piece. But I'm feeling irrationally angry at the universe over all kinds of things, which is stupid, because I don't particularly expect life to be fair, and besides, in the global scheme of things, I know I'm still in the winners column just by being healthy, well-educated, and born in the time and place I was.
But, dammit, I just want something good to happen. Something that will make me feel like there's a chance all this will turn around instead of being an inevitable slow continuing downward spiral of doom.