I want my kitty to stop being sick.
I'm not on the ship. I'm in the ship. I am the ship.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
beth b - Nov 11, 2005 5:18:13 pm PST #4247 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
P.M. Marc - Nov 11, 2005 5:21:31 pm PST #4248 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
We've been working on the house all day. Or, rather, my father and husband have been working on the house all day, while I entertain my mother (she's like a hyper toddler at times) and baby wrangle.
My parents, being rock stars, are giving us a hot water heater for Christmas, you see. Our house, being what it is, decided that one of the pipes needed to spring a leak to compensate for the shiny newness of the other part of the system. @@
Now I go make food.
Juliana, you will be better than ever.
Stephanie, one thing to try while she's recovering is to cut out all non-breastmilk food sources, if you haven't already. We had some dipes with a little blood, and stopping solids for a week cleared it up.
DCJensen - Nov 11, 2005 5:22:23 pm PST #4249 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
Hil R. - Nov 11, 2005 5:37:20 pm PST #4250 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
hi everybody. went to a party., was fun.. Now home.. Not as fun. maybe durnk? people there said so. but walked howm OK>
billytea - Nov 11, 2005 5:47:01 pm PST #4251 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Donwanna. Want cuddly blanket and nap.
KRISTIN FOR GOVERNOR!!
Sleeping infants are the best. I think it comes under the "all baby animals are cute" thing.
Baby mole rats! They're very cute, especially when getting hauled from one place to another in the oversized teeth of one of the adults.
It's her fear of statistics manifesting itself. However, it should be noted that a fear of statistics is a perfectly normal stage of growth.
I fear no statistics. I'm in the 1.27% of the population destined to rule the world, in all probability.
I don't know how I"m gonna do this, guys. I really don't know. Z's out talking with his mom and then hanging with a friend, and I'm at home and making mac'n'cheese just turned into a 20-minute sobbing fit, because... well, just because. And now I'm sitting here bawling as I type. It's just so very fucking hard, and I know it will get better, but it ain't right now and it's just so hard.....
Juliana, I'm so sorry. Just from my own experience, moving where the people you can lean on are is totally the right move.
Why am I still happy to see him when he comes home at night? Why? That hurts even more.
Oh dear, I remember that. It's ok, you're a human being. Things don't switch on and off so easily.
A friend came over and we watched a bit of Real Genius together until she told me I had to go to bed.
Hee. I got to Europe thanks to that movie.
Someone please tell me this will all be okay, please?
It will be.
Also, what beth said last night, which is also something Hec has said before -- ten minutes at a time. If you can't make it through the day, break it down into bits small enough that you can cope. If it's just ten minutes, that's fine. Get through this ten minutes, and then another ten, and another. You're strong enough for that. And everyone is here, thinking of you, every second.
This is good advice. Also remember to be good to yourself. Go easy on yourself, don't expect too much.
Susan W. - Nov 11, 2005 6:10:52 pm PST #4252 of 10003
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Wow - where did everyone go?
Costco. It was an exciting family outing, and we now own vast quantities of paper towels, baby wipes, pasta, and assorted frozen things to hurriedly throw together for meals as we're readjusting to being a two-worker bee household. (I don't say two-career because this job is not my career, dammit. I am a WRITER, and I've been working very hard at my profession for the past 18 months....I'm just not getting paid for it yet. Dammit.)
NoiseDesign - Nov 11, 2005 6:13:58 pm PST #4253 of 10003
Our wings are not tired
I'm bored out of my head in the back of a dark theatre teching a musical that opens in a week.
tommyrot - Nov 11, 2005 6:15:09 pm PST #4254 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Hey billytea - you still here?
Cass - Nov 11, 2005 6:20:42 pm PST #4255 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Why am I still happy to see him when he comes home at night? Why? That hurts even more.
Oh dear, I remember that. It's ok, you're a human being. Things don't switch on and off so easily.I'm still happy (in that weird gut way that you just feel and can't control) to see my ex. But it doesn't hurt the way it used to. It used to rip my heart open and leave me bleeding and it doesn't anymore. Things don't switch on and off but they do change.
Also remember to be good to yourself. Go easy on yourself, don't expect too much.billytea is wise.
beth b - Nov 11, 2005 6:31:45 pm PST #4256 of 10003
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
my cat is annoyed and confused. he woke up - was thirsty and drank - but now his water dish has dissappeared. I am trying to keep him from drinking too much - getting sick again - and that loop. but he is so sad looking...