I need to stop double posting. Possibly too much caffeine today.
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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.
The karma gods knew you were worried, Aimee. Also, yay! For you.
It's been done and I have been absolved. They couldn't use the stuff against her because they didn't have proof that she took anything home. It was everything else that was going on.
Oh, I'm so glad for your sake.
Kristin, to your corner! No flammables for you!
Meanie.
So relieved for you, Aimee.
No flammables for you!That's just mean. t holds fire-making things and candles close
I'm glad that went more the way you wanted it to, Aimee.
The sleepy, mopey, tired whatever it is continues apace. I bailed on my plans to go to the DeYoung. I napped a lot. When I woke up I paged through iTunes Music Store's video offerings but couldn't find anything I wanted to see enough to pay $2 for it when I'm already paying for a Netflix account. Considered going right back to sleep but I was hungry. Made the easiest thing I could make and still stay on my diet. Got dressed. I still feel like going back to bed, but I think I'm going to try to make myself do a little telecommuting or laundry or straightening the house or something.
Thanks for the tip, Spidra.
Please to be distracting the goth.
In my personal cosmogny, you are the only living superhero. Everybody else is pretty much imaginary.
Hey Kristin -- I sent you an e-mail earlier to your snet DOT net address. Just a heads-up.
Damn, this is really hard. I tried calling a friend who I thought might be willing to come over on a Friday night and...help me function. She wasn't home. I went out in the garden, which is completely overrun with weeds due to the interminable rain we had, and pulled weeds for about 10 min. I got very tired from that. And my arms are now itchy. And I feel like going straight back to bed again. I wonder if I've just hit so rock bottom in terms of fitness that that's the problem? I definitely find myself overwhelmed looking around the house and garden and seeing what a fucking sty I live in. Mostly not due to me. Good thing I'm on anti-deps because I'm having a bit of trouble handling this as is. I can't imagine what it'd be like off.