Oh, juliana, that's just...well, I have some words, but I don't know if they fit. I'm sorry. And, I agree that moving was a fantastic idea. Some distance is a good thing.
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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People? Weird.
juliana - you want me to send my brother over there? He lives in Minneapolis now.
I'll take 500 pretty tattooed boys.
Well, too bad for ex. Let him suffer longing and regret. I'll be sitting here hoping that nobody will hold his hand next time he hurts somewhere. Grrr, argh: that's what you will get from me if you are mean to my friends.
ita, of course you don't mind sleeveless clothing. You are buff and your arms are purty. Me, I've got a bumpy bit by the pit that shouldn't see the light of day.
Ahem. My ex-husband emailed me last night to tell me that he misses me and loves me.
t snark
Well, that took WAY less time than I thought it would.
t /snark
Are you okay, J?
I have some words, but I don't know if they fit.
Yep. I'm more amused than anything, but a wee bit flabbergasted. Oh, well. No need to put a hit out on him, but thank you, Aimee.
People? Weird.
Indeed.
I'll take 500 pretty tattooed boys.
Whee!!!
Well, some people love you truely and dearly and absolutely... but only up to a point because they're broken or stupid or whatever.
a) You can go nuts with that shit; b) You can opt to enjoy that love for what it is and try not to think about the shit they're clearly incapable of; c) You can just cut them off because its too fucking aggrivating to deal with them; or, (if you are lame like me) d) bounce wildly between the first three.
Annoying, isn't it?
t nuggles Juliana, stroking her hair with one hand and flipping off Z with the other
Are you okay, J?
I'm cool. Thank you. A little wistfully sad, but pretty good. thanks, though.
b) You can opt to enjoy that love for what it is and try not to think about the shit they're clearly incapable of
That's the goal. Most definitely the goal. Thank you.
Ahem. My ex-husband emailed me last night to tell me that he misses me and loves me. He just now paid for 6 more months of LJ and 100 userpics, and is busy making me a bunch of new icons.
Jesus, Juliana. He won't let you go but won't let you stay, either. What is with this yo-yo thing?