....aaaand I found it. In the back pocket of the jeans I am currently wearing.
See above, re: dummy.
Lindsey: Why--why did you... Lorne: One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be. Lindsey: You kill me? A flunky?! I'm not just...Angel...kills me. You...Angel... Lorne: Good night, folks.
'Not Fade Away'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Zenkitty - Mar 10, 2007 5:57:38 am PST #130 of 10003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Polter-Cow - Mar 10, 2007 6:00:14 am PST #131 of 10003
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Yeah, so last night, I dislocated my shoulder by RAISING THE HOOD OF MY CAR.
I hate myself.
-t - Mar 10, 2007 6:02:22 am PST #132 of 10003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Hee. Glad you found it, Zen. I've been known to wander around looking for something that I am holding IN MY HAND, so, back pocket's not so bad.
Eta: oh no, P-C! Ouch!
Aims - Mar 10, 2007 6:04:54 am PST #133 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.
TImelies, Bitches.
I'm at work. Blah de blah blah blah.
And the manager I was hoping *wasn't* working today is, indeed, working and now I have to tell jer that I won't be in next Saturday which is just going to flip her out. But ya know? Finding it hard to even care. It's a wedding. She can kiss my behind.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 10, 2007 6:24:08 am PST #134 of 10003
What is even happening?
Ginger, does your mom have a cardiologist or just a regular GP? She and your sister might want to think about her seeing a cardiologist.
Ouch, P-C? Did you have to go to the ER to get it relocated? Are you okay, today?
Zen, good luck finding your Debit Card. Yikes. I hate when that happens to me.
JZ - Mar 10, 2007 6:28:20 am PST #135 of 10003
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm so glad your mom is doing better, Ginger. CHF is -- or is supposed to be, if your doctors are at all on top of it -- pretty manageable. Continued recovery~ma and get-a-decent-doctor~ma to your mother.
Oh, P-C, ouch. Horrible fucking agony like the last time with the awful ER visit, or less traumatic? It's just frigging miserable the tendency the human body has, once it's had something rotten happen to it once, to flip out like a mammal forever after for hardly any reason at all (as for example, the first time I threw out my back and neck I was moving an absurdly heavy box; the second time I was watering a plant). Ach, your poor shoulder.
Zenkitty - Mar 10, 2007 6:47:45 am PST #136 of 10003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I hate myself.
snuggles P.-C., doesn't touch the arm
Ginger - Mar 10, 2007 6:49:01 am PST #137 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
She has a cardiologist. I'm just beginning to wonder if he's a good cardiologist. I'm going to try to get a bunch of work done over the next few days and go up next week sometime. Maybe I can get a chance to talk to her doctors.
Ouch, P-C. It's terrible how the human body can turn on you.
WindSparrow - Mar 10, 2007 8:20:40 am PST #138 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Poor p-c, poor cash, poor Ginger and Mom, ~ma to you all. And yay for Sean and S getting a bit better.
Scrappy - Mar 10, 2007 8:53:21 am PST #139 of 10003
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Wishing good health to all Bitches and family. Cash, PC, those are both very painful conditions and I hope today brings you relief. Ginger, glad your mom is doing better and I am sure having you advocating for her will result in better care.
I slept in my own bed with my own husband last night. Lovely. I took a shower and brushed my teeth thisd morning and now I'm exhausted. My plan for the rest of the day=nothing.