Hmm. It's sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.

Mal ,'Shindig'


Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers  

[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.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 07, 2007 10:08:51 am PST #4504 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Nora Deirdre - Feb 07, 2007 10:10:36 am PST #4505 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

EpicTangent - Feb 07, 2007 10:10:39 am PST #4506 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

I haven't gained any of the weight BACK.

Go you, Jilli!

(Also allows me to have a little more hope for myself).


Steph L. - Feb 07, 2007 10:16:00 am PST #4507 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I only lost 7 lbs last week.

"Only"? That's quite a lot, for one week! Good for you!


EpicTangent - Feb 07, 2007 10:21:58 am PST #4508 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

Is your doctor supportive or a tsk-tsker? Is it possible to go see a specialist?

I meant to ask about this myself. I know it helps me that, although my Dr wants me to lose weight, recommends Weight Watchers at every physical, etc. - she also recognizes that I'm not way unhealthy (BP, blood sugar, etc. still in Normal ranges), and that I'm active. She encourages the activity but treats me like a Person, not as an Obese Person. If she tried to make me feel bad, she'd see even less of me than she already does. (Err, timewise, not play on words weight-wise. Heh). This was brought up in an ep of House. The man in question was So Very Overweight, but refused to let House use that as the reason for anything. And he was right. Unfortunately, it was terminal cancer, but still - valid point.

Did I have a point? Oh yeah, I hope people around you are supporting you.

I hope I don't sound preachy and horrible or obvious-speaking.

Nope. Helpful and information-share-y


amych - Feb 07, 2007 10:22:32 am PST #4509 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

... just posting to throw support and ~ma at all of youse. That's some hard stuff, and I wish you all great successes.


EpicTangent - Feb 07, 2007 10:27:17 am PST #4510 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty

"Only"? That's quite a lot, for one week! Good for you!

Thanks. I think it feels like an "only" because of The Epic Suffering of being on a diet (Hee, pun not intended). Which is mostly in my head because seriously, never hungry. Plus the new workouts on top of the dance classes. I should be a size eight by now, dammit! ::rolls eyes at self:: ::finds it painful::


Atropa - Feb 07, 2007 10:33:17 am PST #4511 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I should be a size eight by now, dammit! ::rolls eyes at self:: ::finds it painful::

Hee! I completely understand this train of thought.

"Only"? That's quite a lot, for one week! Good for you!

Yes, this. Go you!


Ailleann - Feb 07, 2007 10:38:54 am PST #4512 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda

{{{WindSparrow}}} and {{{Epic}}}like crazy.

I HATE that I have to do SO MUCH work for a little results.

OMG, a world of this. I was taking stock at the gym the other day... I haven't lost any weight, and the biggest thing I could report was that I could touch my toes without bending my knees too much, and being able to sit pretty much straight up without assistance from leaning or elbows. Both of which are HUGE, but I've been going to the gym for 9 months now, and trying desperately to watch what I eat. I've given up so many vices, and feel like there is bupkus to show for it.

It feels so often like it would be easier to just be fat and stop worrying. t /defeatist


Topic!Cindy - Feb 07, 2007 10:45:50 am PST #4513 of 10001
What is even happening?

The pediatrician finally called me back and scheduled an appointment for Ben at 3:30. Scott (bless) came home from work, and took him for me (although I sent them with a big list of things to discuss).

I have to go help Julia and Chris with their homework, and take some Tylenol, myself. Thanks for all your lovin', Buffistas. It helped a lot to have a place to vent that wasn't in front of Benjamin.