My high school's answer to career counseling was something like this:
Counselor: Aimee, what d you want to be?
Me: History and english teacher.
Counselor: There are too many of those. Pick something else.
Me: A princess.
And then I left.
I'm going to see to Wesley, see if he's still whimpering.
Giles ,'Chosen'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Aims - Apr 16, 2006 7:48:41 pm PDT #9562 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Connie Neil - Apr 16, 2006 8:08:40 pm PDT #9563 of 10001
brillig
Help! Hubby is watching a Scooby Doo movie and won't tell me why! Is it the first sign of senility? Is it too late to save him?
Aims - Apr 16, 2006 8:10:21 pm PDT #9564 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Too late. Shoot him now.
Connie Neil - Apr 16, 2006 8:16:01 pm PDT #9565 of 10001
brillig
I was afraid of that.
Spidra Webster - Apr 16, 2006 8:26:19 pm PDT #9566 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Me: A princess.
Heh. Betcha they couldn't tell ya there were too many of those.
Cass - Apr 16, 2006 8:34:32 pm PDT #9567 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.
Happy Birthday, Drew!
How scary, Nora. I am so glad it didn't turn out worse.
I bitched in LJ and just cannot type it out again but I was joking a couple weeks ago when I said I wanted to neicenap this trip cause I finally would get to see and talk to her. Turns out? She is so completely miserable that my heart is broken and all I want to do is get her away. I am just devestated after talking with her today.
After she got sent off to Vermont where her communications are, let's say, extremely limited - my worst nightmares were not as bad as this. I am hoping that my brother and sister-in-law rot in hell right now.
I wish there was just anything I could do.
Lee - Apr 16, 2006 8:47:01 pm PDT #9568 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ah, damn, Cass. That sucks so very much. Feeling hopeless in the face of others' idiocy and badness is the worst feeling.
Volans - Apr 16, 2006 8:50:11 pm PDT #9569 of 10001
move out and draw fire
I saw your post, Cass. I'm so sorry. I know people who know people...maybe we can bust her out. How old is she?
I am off to fix one part of my stupid no-good messed-up very bad yesterday and get some cat litter. I have no idea what happened to the cat litter, but after I'd emptied the cat box and cleaned it (a Sunday project), I grabbed the litter bag stored behind it to discover it was empty. It wasn't empty last Sunday - I had a full box's worth left. And why would someone empty it and leave the bag?
It's a mystery, but more annoying was the thought of living without litter all Sunday....it's the small stuff that really gets under my skin.
Cass - Apr 16, 2006 8:58:23 pm PDT #9570 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.
It really is.
I just want there to be some light at the end of this. But I don't see it right now. I just don't. That kills me.
I even microwaved Peeps today. And it didn't help. I did take pictures though. Because it was microwaved Peeps, for god's sake.
It would be bad to steal my dad's car, drive to Orange County, nap the neice and then drive to Portland, right? Maybe not Portland. They could find me there. But someone would shelter us, I think. It could be the Buffista Underground Railroad. With lawyers and stuff to keep me out of jail and on the lam. Actually, I can't steal the car, I had a glass and a half of wine and that would be a bad example to set. Damn. My perfect plan is not perfect.
Cass - Apr 16, 2006 9:00:19 pm PDT #9571 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.
I know people who know people...maybe we can bust her out. How old is she?She's 16 and I love Greece (though, honestly, I wasn't enthralled with Athens past the ruins but it does have its charms. And ruins. I adored those.). Got a couch?
And running out of cat litter? Sucks worse than the hot water suddenly disappearing when you had a head full of shampoo suds and soap in your eyes.