And I wonder, what possible catastrophe came crashing down from heaven and brought this dashing stranger to tears?

Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'


Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen  

[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.


Cashmere - Apr 25, 2006 2:12:35 pm PDT #1236 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Hair photos--there is spotty consistency due to camera/lighting issues.

I like this one best.

I look a little deranged here.

You can REALLY see the red in fluorescent lighting.

Ignore the fact that I need my eyebrows waxed before they decide to unite and take over my forehead.


Vortex - Apr 25, 2006 2:13:58 pm PDT #1237 of 10002
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

The Assistant Director started there ten years ago as a temp secretary

how very Melrose Place!


Strix - Apr 25, 2006 2:15:56 pm PDT #1238 of 10002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

My day has been craptastic, too -- no particular reason, just crappy.

Beej, that's so interesting about Valium exacerbating needle phobia. When I had that bump removed, the doc RX'd one Valium (no idea what dosage -- only time I'd taken Valium) and I was ok. Still nervous, but able to deal. And at the dentist, I'm cool with novocaine -- I just ask for nitrous beforehand, and warn them they I cannot CANNOT see the needle.

I wonder what meds are indicated for needle-phobia, then?


Sparky1 - Apr 25, 2006 2:31:23 pm PDT #1239 of 10002
Librarian Warlord

she said it was the fact that the Director fostered opportunity.

Seems like you've got to go with the "I love to learn new things and improve myself" theme in the interview then...

Cashmere has pretty red hair!


Aims - Apr 25, 2006 2:32:55 pm PDT #1240 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Cash = Beautiful.


Spidra Webster - Apr 25, 2006 2:34:56 pm PDT #1241 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

That's what I did. And it's easy because it's true.


beekaytee - Apr 25, 2006 2:35:24 pm PDT #1242 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant

Erin, The prof I talked to didn't suggest meds because of the fluky nature of the fear response (plummeting blood pressure, potential for random violent outbursts...which I'm ashamed to say I've had).

He recommended avoidance, saying that niether chemicals or desensitization works with this 'orphan' phobia.

These days, if I absolutely HAVE to have a blood test, I've trained myself how to hold on until it is over. So I tell the tech,"Here is how it will go. Do what you do best and as quickly as you can. Do NOT ask me if I am okay because I am not and I will not respond. I will make noise and I will cry but I will NOT faint and I will not move. Let's do this thing and get it over." I then ask them to make sure they leave me alone as quickly as possible and to take all the equipment with them.

Then I shudder and cry and feel just about as ashamed as an adult can that, despite being a professional problem solver, this is simply a problem in my life that will not be solved. It is what it is and I just have to deal with the consequences.

ION, I'm so inspired by Cashmere's red, I might just have to jump in the color pool myself. That's gorgeous.


Aims - Apr 25, 2006 2:40:37 pm PDT #1243 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I'm jumping back into the Red pool, myself.

I'm going to grow out my hair [cue: sound of a thousand Hec's crying], but am getting a cute, razored bob with bangs first. Fire engine red with blonde streaks in the front.

I'm also changing my make-up.

I love Perscriptives. What's another line that's a little more funky but around the same price?


vw bug - Apr 25, 2006 2:44:29 pm PDT #1244 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

Cashmere is just Gorgeous!

I'm cracking Emily up...or driving her nuts, one of the two.


Lee - Apr 25, 2006 2:46:02 pm PDT #1245 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm actually thinking of getting out of the red pool. Maybe a sable brown, or even my natural color.

AHAHAHAHAHA.

Okay, not that last one, but something different.