Bought myself cashmere socks.
Oh. my. good. ness.
Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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.
Trudy Booth - Nov 30, 2006 12:33:30 pm PST #3785 of 10004
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Laura - Nov 30, 2006 12:36:50 pm PST #3786 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.
joins group grope
I'm so, so sorry, sweets. May Stephen find something immediately (if not sooner) that pays big $$$ and allows you and your family to move to wherever you please.
What she said - and may the new big $$$ job be in Florida. Hey, I'm selfish.
Hil R. - Nov 30, 2006 1:29:08 pm PST #3787 of 10004
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Happy Birthday Emeline!
Happy Birthday Sara!
{{AmyLiz and DH}}
Hope I haven't missed anyone.
Also, ow. I was trying to find something to make for dinner, and searching through my cabinets for pasta. I always have pasta, but I couldn't see any. I saw a bag in the back that I thought might be some, so I stood on a chair to try to reach it. Still had to stretch, and just as I grabbed the bag, something in my shoulder decided it didn't want to stretch quite that far. Pulled a muscle or something. Very ow.
Also? The bag turned out to be rice. (Why do I have about 5 pounds of rice and no pasta?)
JenP - Nov 30, 2006 1:35:07 pm PST #3788 of 10004
Ugh, AmyLiz, that's terrible news. Many hugs to you, and much -ma to Stephen in finding, as said above, a kick-ass new job with all the trimmings. More hugs, for good measure.
feeds posting box sorbet to clear palate for subject/mood shift
Happy Birthday, Emeline!
Happy Birthday +1, Sara!
sj - Nov 30, 2006 2:03:14 pm PST #3789 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{AmyLiz and family}}} I'm so sorry. I hope Stephen find a new, better paying job soon, and that your plan to move doesn't have to be delayed.
askye - Nov 30, 2006 2:45:28 pm PST #3790 of 10004
Thrive to spite them
After all the years of going to the library I finally took a good look at their shelves of used books -- hardcovers for fifty cents, paper for thirtyfive. They had What to Expect in Your First Year, which my coworker was talking about wanting.
I also found a treasure trove of YA romances from the 80s but I limited myself to five. The Sweet Valley High books and a few others including the one with Courtney Cox as the cover girl.
Daisy Jane - Nov 30, 2006 2:50:04 pm PST #3791 of 10004
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
At our downtown library's used book store I got a nearly complete set of Yale Shakespeare Library for $60. I should go back there soon.
beth b - Nov 30, 2006 5:06:35 pm PST #3792 of 10004
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
amy liz - my best to Stephen - may he find something better sooner.
JZ - Nov 30, 2006 5:16:14 pm PST #3793 of 10004
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
{{{AmyLiz, Stephen and their childer}}} Jobless going into Christmas is no good. Stephen's now ex-employers are right up there with Hec's and Joe's and GC's GF's.
Also, bah. I just opened my paystub for the remainder of my salary after disability, and it looks like after the rent and the debt-consolidation loan are paid off, chez Zmayhem will have about $150 to last us until January, unless something extra juicy falls into Hec's lap, like, tomorrow. But, hey! We can always pay our utility bills with a credit card! headdesk
I am getting really, really tired of this new me, who cannot talk about anything but the baby and the financial strangulation. What happened to asses-and-corsets-and-literature me?
Cashmere - Nov 30, 2006 5:21:19 pm PST #3794 of 10004
Now tagless for your comfort.
I am getting really, really tired of this new me, who cannot talk about anything but the baby and the financial strangulation. What happened to asses-and-corsets-and-literature me?
Like a post-baby figure, this sometimes takes a while to return. But it does happen.
I'm so tired. DH ended up dealing with a work crisis and didn't get home until nearly 8. I'm tempting myself by reading the TJ's holiday flyer and deciding to blow off laundry until tomorrow. Or Saturday. I'm going in for an epidural injection tomorrow afternoon.