And also? OUCH!
Oh, ouchie ouchie ouch!
[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.
And also? OUCH!
Oh, ouchie ouchie ouch!
I don't think I even want to know. I can imagine, though.
Just got back from M's and snarfed an entire plate of pasta. I had... not a full-on breakdown, but a couple episodes of the Single Perfect Tear and then borderline breaking down - the whole standing at the sink, back to the other person in the room because you don't want to bother them thing. Nothing about us, no worries on that front. Just a fuckload of aching for the past and uncertainty about the future and... I've been riding the storm and riding well, I'm just... I'm just tired right now. Yeah, I'm tired.
Bless his little Gemini heart, he gets a little flustered when I'm emotional and does his best to snap the mood. And makes me laugh through my tears and threaten to kill him (in the most loving way possible). And then gives big Canadian bearhug.
Anyway. I promise I'll stop being mememe soon (or as much as I can). Just... yeah.
So I'm listening to the Supernatural "soundtrack" that some kind LJer put together and reading Newsweek. And babbling in here.
hugs, babe.
sneaks surreptitious squishie
beth, did you send me a LinkedIn thing earlier?
umm, no Not even sure what that means
I would like my body to decide what is going on . I have an occasional deep cough and a fuzzy head. Wine seems to have grounded me , which is extra stupid
So tired. And achy. And can't sleep.
99.3
yay?
PMM - OUCH
juliana - sorry and glad you are riding through.
So tired. And achy. And can't sleep.
Don't you have Coma In A Cup?
Send your husband out to get you some Nyquil.
I know better than to ask my mother why she thought calf riding was a good idea. I suspect, however, that it has something to do with something called a "Stampede" though in an unofficial sense. (Her town had/has one. It's not the Calgary one, by any means, but was/is a big deal for the place.)
I knew she'd broken her arm (she fractured it in the fall, too), but I'd missed the part in previous retellings about the dislocation, and my now-uncle pulling her arm back into place while she sat in the back of his car.
Sometimes, I think she was so overprotective, not just because she worked ER for years, but because she knew damn good and well what kind of trouble kids could get into, having been there, done that herself.
Is Nyquil mixy with Vicidin?
I'm left wondering whether Suzi found an answer or just decided to find out...
I woke myself up coughing. Ouch. I was even having weird dreams about the need to cough in twos or something. Very odd. Now I'm having tea and honey and the internet.
Gosh. Haven't been in here in yonks. I canna keep up right now. Boo. But hugs and yays and whatnot.
Dislocating an elbow sounds beyond the pale painful. I mean, banging my elbow is bad enough. I think I'm going to stop trying to imagine now. shudder
ETA: Oh, yeah - I knew there was something I was going to, well, whine about - lj is down for maintenance! But I need it for entertainment! Boo.