Giles ,'Touched'
[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.
Cash, does icing help? I have genetic sciatic-screwed-ness, and sometimes icing it will help to calm the flare-up a bit. (I got nothing for the other thing).
Jess, I got nothing. (Except extreme indignation and irritation on your behalf. This is ridiculous.)
that is way too crazy Jessica
I have also folded one load of laundry and called the water heater guys to tell them that thier installation passed inspection.
Not sure there is time for a shower before work
And in completely other news, has anyone else noticed Gmail's new "web clip" feature? All of the ones that appear when I'm in my Spam folder are....recipes for Spam! I am amused.
I just want to put my damn feet up on the sofa and not move for a few hours.
Poor thing. I hope you can catch a nap with the boy. And you are so not a crybaby! But you need to be a crybaby the moment help of any kind arrives and get some down time.
{{{{Cash}}}}
Smite~age for Jessica.
Um, could I get some hairpats/brackets? I'm trying really hard to hold it together at work, and my coworkers are cool and all, but it's still bad. I had lunch today with Z, and it's just so fucking hard, even though we're friendly. I mean, I want nothing more than to be gone, baby, gone, and I know it's hard on him too, but FUCK. I don't know what's going to happen in the limbo between the movers taking my crap and me going. I don't have the answers. I'm just trying to make it through each day and set my face West. Can you not so obviously process in front of me, especially since I'm still trying to please you because I'm a dumbass and still in love with you?
Sorry, sorry. Just, gah.
I'm sorry, J.
Many hairpats, j, and for each and every one, I'm also sending a dope-slap to Z for not getting that this is his damned fault and therefore it's not your job to make him feel better about it.
sits on couch, pulls J into lap, does the mom rock
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I'm so sorry, juliana. This can't be easy.
{{julianna}}
and it is not your job to make him feel better. 1) you can't 2) it is the selfish , protective tiem for you .
I am looking forward to seeing you soon