Just a brief vent...
My marrige seems hopeless and I have no idea what to do about it. I'm currently hating my life and hating myself. Ugh.
...vent over, sorry just no other place to do it right now.
Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.
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Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
Gudanov - Jan 14, 2006 5:56:07 am PST #4477 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
DCJensen - Jan 14, 2006 5:57:06 am PST #4478 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
VW, what word processor are you using? Might be time to turn on auto-save, if it has it.
DCJensen - Jan 14, 2006 5:59:21 am PST #4479 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Gud, Bitches will take all of your venting and offer sympathy in return.
Plus? We can offer punctuation.
§ ita § - Jan 14, 2006 6:03:24 am PST #4480 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You are not your marriage, Gud. There's no doubt that this is a horrible thing to go through, but a failed marriage doesn't make a failed Gud.
brenda m - Jan 14, 2006 6:03:56 am PST #4481 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Gud, I'm so sorry to hear that things don't seem to be getting better. I can't imagine how hard it is for you.
Also, what Daniel said.
billytea - Jan 14, 2006 6:10:36 am PST #4482 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm really sorry, Gud. You've been doing all you can to do right by your wife and kids.
WindSparrow - Jan 14, 2006 6:35:11 am PST #4483 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Gud, you deserve a good life. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to be loved fully and freely. You deserve to be valued as you are - your best qualities properly appreciated, and your flaws graciously accepted (as we should all graciously accept the flaws of our loved ones). Please believe this. It will help you in remaking your life.
sj - Jan 14, 2006 6:44:53 am PST #4484 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Nora, I am sorry that I forgot to update on work stuff last week. My first day back at work was last Friday, which was the same day I found out about T and family moving. The stuff with T made work stuff seem pretty insignificant. Anyway, I was on edge all day last Friday, but nothing was said to me. Big boss lady wasn't there, and I haven't seen her since, but this is mainly because my work hours have been cut to practically nothing (I have one definite hour next week and 4 possible hours). I was originally taking this as punishment, but it seems that everyone is going through this. The post holiday lack of funds. Anyway, thanks for asking.
brenda m - Jan 14, 2006 6:58:45 am PST #4485 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
sj, my sister started a retail job (Williams Sonoma in her case) around the time you did. She got scheduled for five hours this week as well.
sj - Jan 14, 2006 7:05:42 am PST #4486 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
sj, my sister started a retail job (Williams Sonoma in her case) around the time you did. She got scheduled for five hours this week as well.
Yup. It sucks. We have a big meeting on Saturday. I smell layoffs.