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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.


-t - Feb 17, 2006 1:28:03 pm PST #9774 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

It's Girl Scout Cookie season? It always sneaks up on me.


beth b - Feb 17, 2006 1:30:15 pm PST #9775 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

sorry, bug. but the staying home for 4ish days - is to keep you out of the hospital.

IOextreamlyimportantN, my cat is driving me crazy. I was trying to have lunch/watch TV/nap, but could not due to excessive meowing. The minute I started doing the dishes, he stopped. I thought he wanted stinky food. Or outside. No, he wanted me to clean house. I'm sorry, but criticism for housekeeping from one who sheds but does not vacuum, unacceptable


DawnK - Feb 17, 2006 1:30:32 pm PST #9776 of 10001
giraffe mode

Nicole, they are freaks... you never share GS cookies, unless your kids suss out the hiding places. AND you have to buy an extra box of Thin Mints to hide in the back of the freezer for the summer.


DebetEsse - Feb 17, 2006 1:31:29 pm PST #9777 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

That's just not natural, Nicole. One should hoard them, and dole them out to oneself a few at a time over many months.


-t - Feb 17, 2006 1:32:15 pm PST #9778 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

AND you have to buy an extra box of Thin Mints to hide in the back of the freezer for the summer.

I think you have to sign a release to that effect before you can buy a box.


beth b - Feb 17, 2006 1:34:28 pm PST #9779 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I missed my first oppertunity to buy GS cookies. but they will be infront of the stores soon.

and you only share the shortbreads, which DH buys, but doesn't eat fast enough, and you don't think are particularly good shortbreads.the lemoncremes, carmal delights, all the peanut butters, and thin mints are mine.


DawnK - Feb 17, 2006 1:36:01 pm PST #9780 of 10001
giraffe mode

Ms Bug, Burrell is correct, there's a big difference between not being in the hospital and being well enough to go to class.

ION, Good LORD am I bored. Bored, bored, bored... I have a ton of things I COULD be doing but none that I WANT to do, thus the bored. Thankfully, the boss is gone through Tuesday so I can get stuff done on Monday but still? Bored x 5 but I can't leave yet 'cause there's still people in the office and my absence will be noticed... damn!


Aims - Feb 17, 2006 1:42:45 pm PST #9781 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

X-Posted with LJ:

We got turned down for an apartment due to Joe’s credit.

Turns out, he has a judgment from Los Angeles County for the accident we had back in 2004 when we didn’t have car insurance. Bad us, I know. But we were broke and we have since rectified that issue. $1602. We never even knew. About anything. I don’t know what to do.

I am so … frustrated. Angry. Irritated. And done. I’m not looking at any more apartments. We’ll make do where we are, even if we have to turn our dining room into our bedroom. I can’t handle getting turned down again or having to give a bazillion dollars for a deposit. I just can’t do it.

Also, it turns out, my POS insurance benefits had a $20 co-pay on ER docs that aren’t regular staff. And now, it’s on Joe’s credit. Twenty fucking dollars for SEVEN YEARS. I am so angry about this, I can’t even tell you. I sent the following email to both my HR people:

I know that we are changing insurance companies, but before we lose touch with AmeriHealth, I have a bone to pick. In November of 2004, my husband needed to go to the emergency room. We were seen, he was treated we left. Now, almost 15 months later, I find that there has been a negative credit item reported to the credit reporting agencies for a $20 co-pay for the ER doctor. I had no idea that there was such a thing in our benefits. And now, my husband has a negative mark against him on his credit report. For $20. I am taking this up with all involved - the hospital and the collection agency that represents them, but I can not believe that we were not informed of a $20 co-pay on ER visits for doctor's who are not "regular hospital staff". How in the world are we to know who staff is and who is not? Ask so that we can say, "No thank you - we need a staff member to treat us." That's hardly acceptable. Now, for whatever reason, be it miscommunication with regards to what our benefits entailed or AmeriHealth not processing items correctly or whatever, my husband has to have this negative item on all 3 credit reports for 7 years.

Asshats. All of em.

Dammit. I really loved that apartment. Oh well. I’m done. I just can’t handle this right now.

So, I release the apartment~ma into the ether.

And also, a few tears of anger and frustration.


P.M. Marc - Feb 17, 2006 1:48:09 pm PST #9782 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Aimee, if you guys weren't notified of the big one, you need to look into finding a way to get it removed from your credit reports. There are probably resources available to help you with this (Hec probably knows where they are for Cali people, as it seems the sort of knowledge he'd keep in his brainpan).

I'm dead serious about this. Credit reports are being used against people for things where it shouldn't matter, like applying for jobs and stuff.


sj - Feb 17, 2006 1:49:44 pm PST #9783 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Girl Scout cookies are meant to be guarded and then scarfed in private, to the point of feeling sick and guilty beyond all reason, for eating an entire box(es - let's be honest) of cookies.

Absolutely. The people you work with are crazy.

{{{Aimee and Joe}}}