Illyria: We cling to what is gone. Is there anything in this life but grief? Wesley: There's love. There's hope...for some. There's hope that you'll find something worthy...that your life will lead you to some joy...that after everything...you can still be surprised. Illyria: Is that enough? Is that enough to live on?

'Shells'


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sj - Mar 14, 2006 8:34:27 am PST #3499 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{{{vw}}}}} I hope your calls you back soon.

Fay, I love the new cut. You look fabulous.

Could I have some exam~ma for about 4:00 today?


vw bug - Mar 14, 2006 8:35:11 am PST #3500 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Don't laugh...

Wait for it...

I think I have a cavity.

ETA: exam~ma for sj


Jessica - Mar 14, 2006 8:37:59 am PST #3501 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Holy crap VW -- at this point I'd be calling the manufacturer and ordering a whole new body. 'Cause the one you're using now doesn't seem to be working out.


vw bug - Mar 14, 2006 8:40:35 am PST #3502 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I have these really desperate moments of just wanting to give up on everything. I'll be fine one minute, radically accepting life as it is; then the next minute I'm ready to say, "Forget this! It's not worth it!"

And the prospect of being in pain for another 4-6 weeks is almost more than I can bare. And now the seizures are back, after being basically seizure free since 1997? WHAT IS GOING ON? I want a refund.


Laura - Mar 14, 2006 8:49:36 am PST #3503 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Exam~ma sj.

I was able to see that the cute PG&E man was making funny faces at a toddler in a car seat

Hee. Cutiehead PG&E guy.

I know the 4-6 weeks sounds unbearable vw, but I think it would not be at this level the whole time. When doc calls back discuss your pain management options.


Ginger - Mar 14, 2006 8:49:48 am PST #3504 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

vw, I've already given the universe and your body severe talkings-to. Apparently, no one listens to me. Feel better. I think that under the circumstances, it would have been appropriate to wear the scrubs to work.

Fay looks even more fabulous with the new cut.


katefate - Mar 14, 2006 8:50:37 am PST #3505 of 10001
Frail my heart apart and play me a little Shady Grove

Aww, vw, I can't blame you. I can't imagine how tired you must be - in mind, spirit and body. And all I can think of to say is selfish stuff, like, "But, but, we need you here."

You so need a break. Lord knows, you've got one coming.


Trudy Booth - Mar 14, 2006 8:50:45 am PST #3506 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

And now the seizures are back, after being basically seizure free since 1997?

Now now now, that was a fluke. The seizures are not "back". You have medication that controlls them and there was a problem with the meds. Don't fret like that.


vw bug - Mar 14, 2006 8:53:15 am PST #3507 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

It's a good thing I have therapy today. But, really, I'm not even prepared for that. I didn't fill out my diary card this week...too hard...and I didn't make an agenda, 'cause it's too overwhelming to think about the things we need to talk about. Should be fun.

Oh, and I've already talked to her once today.


Aims - Mar 14, 2006 8:57:29 am PST #3508 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Ok, let's outline my morning so far:

A) Joe took my keys to work. Making me late for dropping Em off, no bank deposit and late for work.

B) The new guy at the Carry Dairy was a freaking idiot and didn't know how to run my freaking debit card as a credit card.

C) Rite Aid, does NOT sell muffins.

D) No parking spaces at the train station.

E) Filming on 6th Street downtown made it take 30 minutes to go 5 blocks.

F) My profile on my computer just POOF! up and disappeared.

G) The jackass at our IT contracted service didn't know that we had switched servers for our accounting program, didn't map out my drives OR reinstall my printers.

H) Our nice IT girl in our office who fixed all of that for me can't afford the Charles David shoes she wants.

Ok, H really has nothing to do with me, but it aggravates.

Bah. Not bad for it only being 10:50.

crawls under desk. waits for tsunami to take her away.