Seriously. I'd be all extra EW EW EW if I were a witness. I'm a lot of EW EW EW being the subject of said discussion.
'Bring On The Night'
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.
My complaints for the day:
My mother and sister called to tell me that my mother had to be taken by ambulance to the emergency room at 3 a.m., because she had another of the scary coughing, choking, unable to breathe things like the one she had at Christmas. They gave her oxygen and sent her home with albuterol and cough medicine. I don't think the doctors are paying enough attention to her, because she isn't very assertive and she's 81. I don't know what to do about it from here.
The deck people finally showed up, and now I want them to go away. They've been hammering and sawing outside my window all day and my head hurts. Also, there are several things that are not right, but the guy I was working with hasn't been here all day, and my Spanish isn't good enough to discuss the problem with the guys doing the work. I hate having people work on my house.
Also, I'm trying to finish an article that's overdue and I'm completely unable to concentrate.
In short, today sucks.
In other bad news, stealing cookies from a Brownie: [link]
Seriously. I'd be all extra EW EW EW if I were a witness. I'm a lot of EW EW EW being the subject of said discussion.
Aw. But someone is fighting over your affections.
And the other one is telling the first one to clean your affections up.
(Good-bye, beloved Buffistas. When next you see my name it will be in a very interesting news story with a headline like "WIFE KILLS HUSBAND BY JAMMING HIM IN IN-SINK-ERATOR". Weeks later there will be the headline "WIFE EXONERATED IN IN-SINK-ERATOR SLAYING. 'HUSBAND WAS A FUCKER' SAYS JUDGE."
The very next year In-Sink-Erators will be plastered with warning labels saying: "FOR FOOD DISPOSAL ONLY: DO NOT USE TO GRIND UP HUSBAND, NO MATTER HOW BIG AN ASS-HAT HE IS"
So, adieu, my Buffistas. I shall miss you.)
(((GC))). Look forward to meeting Julian. A friend of mine met him while he was filming back home. He made her bloody marys.
In short, today sucks.
Sounds like it! That shouldn't be. Tomorrow had better be better.
I'm most sorry about your mom not getting treatment, that's a tough thing to have to worry about.
The very next year In-Sink-Erators will be plastered with warning labels
Hey, at least your death and subsequent shredding will serve as a safety lesson to others.
It may yet be that your purpose in life is to serve as a warning to others.
It may yet be that your purpose in life is to serve as a warning to others.
Funny. Every single teacher I've ever had all said much the same thing.
I'm most sorry about your mom not getting treatment, that's a tough thing to have to worry about.
The emergency room people were good about getting her stuff to recover this attack, but there must be some underlying problem causing this, and so far, her doctors haven't come up with anything.
Oh, Ginger, I'm so sorry.