That sucks, Katerina. I'm sorry.
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so sorry Katerina
will someone please remind me that all my money problems are caused by wanting thing now and not being happy to wait three to six months.
thank you
{{Trudy}}
Oh, Katerina, that just sucks! I wish someone could see that you'd be a great employee. Stoopid heads.
beth, I understand the need for instant gratification. Oh, yes, I do. It bites me in the butt, too, and not in the fun way. Your wallet will be much happier if you tease it and delay that gratification for a while.
Ugh. Finally dragged my ass back to Weight Watchers, and was Not Pleased with the numbers on the scale. It is past time to get back under control, I'll tell you what.
OTOH, I am wearing really fucking adorable shoes today. So it's not all bad.
Thanks guys. Just once, I think I'll put my feet up on the desk during an interview, insult everyone and scratch myself for good measure. Let 'em see how bad it can get!
I'm going to combat my blue funk with a Good Deed.
There's a scraggly old kitty hanging around by my sister's house. Clearly she used to be a pet, and she wants to be friends. So today she gets a bath in my kitchen, then she gets a trip to the vet, then she gets to live with me before the nights get any colder.
I plan to live up to my new Mutts T-shirt: Saving the world, one kitty at a time.
{{Trudy}}
The red cross just called - not for $$, but for blood - and they are just going down the phone book. (I know because it has been thousands of years since I donated blood) ( and never out here) So I have an appointment on the 15th . I feel immensley less crabby and selfish.
There's a scraggly old kitty hanging around by my sister's house. Clearly she used to be a pet, and she wants to be friends. So today she gets a bath in my kitchen, then she gets a trip to the vet, then she gets to live with me before the nights get any colder
Hooray for the kitty saviors.
Yay for kitty saving and donating blood.
I am filled with gronk, so hugs and hairpats for those who need them. Problem with a holiday weekend? I forget to eat. Ooops.
Oh, Trudy. Poor Curtis. Much health and a good recovery, to him.
(I suspect the brain bleed began in August, and was just identified in September. That's so August's way.)
{{Trudy}} {{KB}} {{Sean + S}} {{extra for anyone I missed}}
Work is eating me from my bottom, BUT I have the most awesome toy here thanks to Lee. While we were wandering after brunch on Sunday, she found a Hot Wheels car with a skull and crossbones which she bought for herself. It was cool, and I told her so. Last night, what does my DH pull out but a prezzie from Lee! She gave the car to me! Proving once again, she's the generous one. Thanks, Lee! Vrrrrrrrrrooooommmmmmmmm!