Yes, there is. There's a hurry, Xander. I'm dying...I may have as few as fifty years left.

Anya ,'Same Time, Same Place'


Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

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Cashmere - Mar 31, 2006 1:52:32 pm PST #6630 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

It's the weekend so I'm not stressed. Weekends are always easier because naps are always an option for everyone.

The house is even pretty clean and we have groceries--so we can just hang out and not worry about anything besides getting the laundry done.


Cass - Mar 31, 2006 1:59:19 pm PST #6631 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Usually, only mothers can impart the curse, but I think as her sister (and as her sister) all the mothers I know would make an exception for you, in this circumstance.
A lot of my trepidation and frustration comes from the fact that I let her and the nephlet move in with me rent-free when he was three months until after he was a year so she could get her life together. She ended up going back to working retail and I ended up basically being a single mom for nine months.

Long-ass way of saying thanks, Cindy.


vw bug - Mar 31, 2006 2:09:09 pm PST #6632 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, Cashmere, that sweetie Owen. Hope he still sleeps through the night for you. Poor guy must just be all tuckered out.

So, I'm feeling a little less catastrophic...still feeling frustrated and blahish, but less catastrophic. I was really trying not to be catastrophic earlier, but it was still seeping through, I think. I'm gonna try to just take it easy and deal with the feelings till Monday, then start problem-solving. I've gotten some great ideas, here and from my therapist and parents, and when I'm feeling better I can start attacking those avenues.

Edit: Cass, do you have time to jump on IM for a bit?


libkitty - Mar 31, 2006 2:10:25 pm PST #6633 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Good for you, vw. It sounds like a great plan.


-t - Mar 31, 2006 2:13:56 pm PST #6634 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Good plan, bug.


Cass - Mar 31, 2006 2:18:34 pm PST #6635 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Edit: Cass, do you have time to jump on IM for a bit?
Absolutely.


Trudy Booth - Mar 31, 2006 2:52:08 pm PST #6636 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

Remember, you are one of the few bastions of sanity in these poor children's lives.

See also: Recently left the state

That's for your sanity!


Cass - Mar 31, 2006 2:56:11 pm PST #6637 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

That's for your sanity!
Obviously I'm my favorite.


Trudy Booth - Mar 31, 2006 3:32:34 pm PST #6638 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

It really is becoming on you.

Alright, Survival of the Richest is something I a) should not watch and b) will become obsessed with.


DavidS - Mar 31, 2006 4:20:22 pm PST #6639 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Goddammit. Emmett just smashed his finger in the car door.

Like he had an unerring sense that his health care coverage expired at midnight tonight and his mother hadn't transitioned it to her plan yet.

Fuck.

It's not broken, but the nail is black already.

I had just parked the car and he saw a dog (of course) and rushed out of the car slamming the door behind him, and catching the tip of his left index finger in the door. Worse, I didn't know what was happening until I could hear him screaming. Then I ran around to the other side and the door had locked on his finger and he couldn't get it out and I'm scrambling to get it unlocked.

This week bites.