Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
oh vw, I'm sorry to hear you're having such a hard time. It's really about time for you to start having it a little easier.
Aimee, hit him where it hurts - sell something of his to pay for new keys.
So....has anyone had anything *good* happen to them lately? Because it seems like Perpetual Existential Rain Of Toads is falling upon the Bitches.
Aimee, hit him where it hurts - sell something of his to pay for new keys.
The bookshelf!
So....has anyone had anything *good* happen to them lately? Because it seems like Perpetual Existential Rain Of Toads is falling upon the Bitches.
I think I had an orgasm in my sleep the other day.
I haven't had a migraine that hasn't responded to meds in three and a half days. I fought black belt candidates in their black belt test and acquitted myself without shame. I'm going to eat goat on Saturday. My sweater rocks.