AAH! RAQ! That's messed up! I'm glad to hear both girls will recover.
Anya ,'Showtime'
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.
How, awful Raq. Tons of ~ma to the girls and your co-worker.
ack, Raq! (rhymage) tell him that the invisible people are pulling for his daughter and her roommate
ION, I want an egg cream.
Oh, Raq. I hope those girls have a easy, full recovery.
Holy shit, Raq. And both women are okay?? Wow.
I just booked a ticket home in June. My mom told me I should come visit my grandfather. My dad was apparently not informed of this wish, as he was all, "What's happening on June 14?"
This is the first time I've paid for my own ticket home. I feel vaguely adult, and less vaguely out two hundred dollars.
Of course, I don't then know if I'll be able to join the family vacation in early August or whatever. Also, one of these days I'd like to, you know, take a vacation that doesn't involve my family.
Oh, Raq, how horrible. I'm glad to hear that they're going to be ok. Tons of recovery ~ma to them, coping ~ma to them and their families and friends (and you, because even though it's comparatively small, learning a new job on your own is stressful). Oh, and lots and lots of find-who-did-it -and-catch-them ~ma to the cops.
On more cheerful topics, Happy Anniversary JZ and Hec! and continued smooth sailing for your grandfather, PC. And did I see it was megan's birthday? Happy Birthday megan!!!
It's amazing, really. They were both left for dead, but my colleague's daughter (ex-military, is what he credits) managed to crawl to the phone.
He sounded far far calmer than I would have been.
Word of advice for those of you who keep journals and cohabitate, especially if you journal about who you live with: Keep your journalling in easily-identifiable books, and not on random papers in a stack that might be read by someone who normally would not read your journal, but is sorting stuff for packing.
They were both left for dead, but my colleague's daughter (ex-military, is what he credits) managed to crawl to the phone.
Wow. Just....wow.
Raq, that's horrible and amazing.
Kristin, is it terrible that my repsonse is "oh! a 6th grade LA opening?"
and not on random papers in a stack that might be read by someone who normally would not read your journal, but is sorting stuff for packing.
This sounds ominous, Raq.
I just finished a delicious piece of BBQ king salmon (wild Alaskan, natch) for lunch, but I really do need to remember, when ordering salmon at a restaurant, to ask if they're serving steaks or filets. I hate fish bones, especially when there are crispy bits of burned fish from the BBQ that feel like they might be bones.