GO EMMETT!
You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who's in ruttin' command here.
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Aims - Nov 01, 2005 9:17:04 am PST #2027 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Deena - Nov 01, 2005 9:17:44 am PST #2028 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Oh, that's cool.
Steph L. - Nov 01, 2005 9:18:01 am PST #2029 of 10003
I look more rad than Lutheranism
"Oh, I Know! You're Purple Marx!"
Man, he's not a Teletubby.
Emmett: [whistles, touches his nose and points at kid behind him. Honks horn.]
That is *beautiful.*
DavidS - Nov 01, 2005 9:18:08 am PST #2030 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I hope you find some peace and calm in your break, Susan.
You're very welcome back here when you're ready.
SuziQ - Nov 01, 2005 9:18:17 am PST #2031 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Any old fancy place you like at the Ferry Building.
Oh man. Good stuff.
Hec, I can't express how much the offer means. I feel like a dork saying thanks, but not right now. BUT once things lighten up a touch, I'll be over there. My office is not far from BART, so it would be an easy jump across the bay.
Betsy HP - Nov 01, 2005 9:18:32 am PST #2032 of 10003
If I only had a brain...
My best Halloween moment last night came when I was having an interior monologue about "Where has the magic gone?"
Right then a deer came up the street. I shone my flashlight, and my son said "MOM! Haven't you ever heard of a DEER IN THE HEADLIGHTS?". So I turned it off. The deer went clickety-click up the hill, passed us, and went on about its deerly business.
That'll do.
Susan W. - Nov 01, 2005 9:21:17 am PST #2033 of 10003
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
A few months ago, you were considering and/or talking to your NP about anxiety and ways of coping with it, weren't you? (I think you were, but anything that happened while I was pregnant is a weird blur because my brain wasn't functioning right.) It sounds like, between your father's death, the novel, your job hunt, and the normal grind of parenting, your anxiety levels are through the roof again. Can you talk to her again? Maybe see if there are new strategies for coping that will give you a fresh perspective?
Right now it's waiting until I get a job. The way our insurance is structured, it pays 60% of the costs of most counseling-type treatments, and the stress of putting the remaining 40% onto our gradually escalating credit card debt feels like it'd make my anxiety worse rather than better.
I hope you find some peace and calm in your break, Susan.
You're very welcome back here when you're ready.
Thanks, Hec. I really appreciate that.
ChiKat - Nov 01, 2005 9:21:23 am PST #2034 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Happy Birthday, Ginger!!!!
DavidS - Nov 01, 2005 9:21:48 am PST #2035 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Hec, I can't express how much the offer means. I feel like a dork saying thanks, but not right now. BUT once things lighten up a touch, I'll be over there. My office is not far from BART, so it would be an easy jump across the bay.
It'll be fun! I'm already looking forward to it.
DavidS - Nov 01, 2005 9:22:48 am PST #2036 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Woops, did we miss Ginger Festivus? Happy happy birthday to Ginger!