I tell you I have this theory. It goes where, you're the one who's not my sister. Cuz mom adopted you from a shoe box full of baby howler monkeys, and never told you cuz it could hurt your delicate baby feelings.

Dawn ,'Selfless'


Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.  

[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.


vw bug - Jun 15, 2006 4:08:10 pm PDT #102 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Oh, also, she has cats (which we're trying to get me away from for allergy reasons).


vw bug - Jun 15, 2006 4:12:02 pm PDT #103 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

Ok. Bedtime. If I don't puke up my meds.

(I think the stress is making me sick to my stomach.)


libkitty - Jun 15, 2006 4:12:04 pm PDT #104 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

With all your asthma issues, this seems like it could be pretty important.


libkitty - Jun 15, 2006 4:12:53 pm PDT #105 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Sorry you're not feeling well, vw, but it does sound like you've made a really good start. Sleep well!


-t - Jun 15, 2006 4:22:15 pm PDT #106 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Sleep well, vw. Hope the meds stay down.


sj - Jun 15, 2006 4:25:21 pm PDT #107 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

vw, sounds like a promising first day; I hope you find the perfect place. Sleep well.

I just made myself dinner because Teacup Guy is at a job interview tonight, frittatta with onions and yellow and orange peppers and some gorgonzola cheese. It was yummy.


askye - Jun 15, 2006 4:33:47 pm PDT #108 of 10001
Thrive to spite them

vw -- I wouldn't go with the apartment that has a shared entrance.

I feel kinda foolish. I made plans to met some people to see Cars tonight. We talked about 9 and 10:30. I assumed we were going to meet up at 9, but I went to the theater, waited until about 10 after and then went home. I left the cell phone number at home so I couldn't call. I get home, message on my machine and I try the number but no answer. So I leave a rather rambly message about how I must have screwed up the times.

Now, what happens if the person doesn't call me back? It was just a generic message "the pcs customer you have reached blah blah" so now I'm worried I copied down the cell phone number wrong. Should I go back to the theater at 10:20?

Being social can be confusing.


Cashmere - Jun 15, 2006 4:37:41 pm PDT #109 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I made the mistake of leaving Owen alone while I went up and put Olivia in her crib for a nap this afternoon. In no less than five minutes, he'd taken off his clothes, stripped off his diaper and taken a shit on my floor.

He then fell asleep on the ottoman with his shitty little ass sticking up in the picture window.


SailAweigh - Jun 15, 2006 4:57:09 pm PDT #110 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Oh, Cash. What a mess. Time for a chastity diaper?


Ginger - Jun 15, 2006 5:13:20 pm PDT #111 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Two words, Cash: Duct tape.