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.
I know I owe you stuff. I'm getting there.
No worries - I'm not getting to it as quickly as I was hoping to either.
Today couldn't be prettier. After playing "Pop Goes Cthulhu" all morning, Mal and I have been out walking for a couple hours. The only thing that's missing is orange (leaves or pumpkins or something). A football game on TV in the background wouldn't be amiss either.
Julianna, no matter what your true path turns out to be, punctuation and ~ma for the strength to drink in all the joy that's in it.
Alpha-bits, because breakfast is the most important meal of the day.
I really wish Dan would hurry up and come downstairs so I can kiss him goodmorning then head back to bed. Got up wayyyyyy to frickin' early in the morning, and intend to rectify that by sleeping.
And I hope I don't forget to stop by the pet food outlet to buy the food I had them special order for me. Yeah, for me. Really. It's this great new diet....
I said it before, but I'll say it again: {{{{{juliana}}}}}
ION, I had no work this week, which is not a good thing. I'm getting very tired of living with perpetual uncertainty and waiting on the goodwill of HR and employment folk. Right now, I'm trying to keep from sliding into depression. Also, my hip is hurting again this morning. Sorry to whine, but if I don't vent, I'm just going to sit here feeling bitter and sorry for myself.
Anyhow, I'm going to make a to-do list and plow through it. It's not that I haven't gotten things done this week--I just
feel
like I haven't. Having a nice list with checkmarks will be empirical evidence that I
have
gotten things done.
I really wish Dan would hurry up and come downstairs so I can kiss him goodmorning then head back to bed. Got up wayyyyyy to frickin' early in the morning, and intend to rectify that by sleeping.
Your wish? My command.
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Andi has gone back to bed.
{{{Anne}}} I had such high hopes for that one position...Damn. This has just been too much.
UNIVERSE! I'm putting you on notice. AGAIN! Stop messing with my Bitches.
ION, I'm at work. I told my boss I would come in today, since I didn't make it in yesterday (it would have been extra hours...I wasn't scheduled, but he'd asked me if I could). He has a special project he wanted me to do. But, he's not here. Kind of hard for me to do it if he's not here to give it to me. Oh, well. I've got plenty of other work to do.
{{Anne}} I was just thinking about you this morning and hoping your body was healing. I wish you some security~ma.
{{juliana}} Gah. I am so sorry you are going through this. In a just world, your happiness would match your beauty and kindness and I hate that this is not happening. I am going to really-o truly-o believe that this situation will eventually work out, through therapy and patience and love and work. much ~ma to you. Please keep coming here, and do not despair.
I had such high hopes for that one position...
It's still a possibility, but it's not a certainty, and it wouldn't be until January. Having that little bit of "maybe" dangling out there is making it very hard to keep up with the job hunt. I'm also tired of getting my hopes up for anything and having it not pan out. I NEED to snap out of this defeatist attitude, or I'll fall into the old self-defeating prophecy trap.
What's ironic about the leg thing is that the knee is just dandy now, but the hip joint is now all sore from compensating. Feh.
What's ironic about the leg thing is that the knee is just dandy now, but the hip joint is now all sore from compensating.
Oof. I remember how that goes (my entire body was creaky and sore for months- still is occasionally) after the faciitis bouts.
Maybe a bath might help the stiffness?
I'm sorry Anne. Physical pain during a mentally stressful time is the pits.
cereal:
Today I am SO AGGRAVATED. I don't know why, but I hate people so much. I think it started with getting an email from my engineering uncle who is obsessed - OBSESSED- with getting my 90 year old grandmother all connected to the online universe. He stresses her out about it, and now, since we're trying to help her a LOT less dogmatically, he's stressing Tom and I out with many "suggestions." reading that email made my ITCH with anxiety. Also, we have a few conferences coming up, which are all small and manageable, but one client is just bugging out about every little thing at the last minute and makes me roll my eyes FOREVER. Also my standard living in the world and hating pretty much everyone in it thing.
I hate being so misanthropic, but really, people as a whole. They suck!
(exempting the many Buffistas who are the exceptions that prove that rule)
siiiigh. I'm in a weird mood today.