The girl I like told me she can't see me any more. A fine ending to a day that consisted of nothing but being very hung-over.Drat. I am sorry, Gris.
I am jittery and twitchy.
Lorne: You know what they say about people who need people. Connor: They're the luckiest people in the world. Lorne: You been sneaking peeks at my Streisand collection again, Kiddo? Connor: Just kinda popped out.
'Time Bomb'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Cass - Nov 04, 2007 4:46:59 pm PST #2522 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Zenkitty - Nov 04, 2007 4:48:43 pm PST #2523 of 10002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I'm sorry, Gris. That sucks.
Pix - Nov 04, 2007 4:51:26 pm PST #2524 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Oh Gris, I'm sorry.
{{{vw}}} Sorry you had to go to the ER.
Cass, you okay? Would a glass of wine help?
ChiKat - Nov 04, 2007 4:52:31 pm PST #2525 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
{{Gris}} and {{vw}}
Why oh why am I so stuck on the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders show on CMT?
Cass - Nov 04, 2007 4:55:14 pm PST #2526 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Cass, you okay? Would a glass of wine help?It'd be awesome but I likely have to drive later.
Gris - Nov 04, 2007 5:27:11 pm PST #2527 of 10002
Hey. New board.
I had some warning. It has to do with her not being ready for a relationship and blahdy blah blah commitment-issues-cakes. I am not made for the casual dating thing - when I like a girl and she likes me back, I want her to be my girlfriend. She can't do that, so she said it was best to just end it. I figured it had to be coming, but I held out hope.
It's annoying, because I can't even imagine putting myself out there if I was completely against the idea of a relationship. What's the point?
My head STILL hurts. Worst. Hangover. Ever. And I haven't lesson planned for tomorrow at all.
WindSparrow - Nov 04, 2007 5:45:14 pm PST #2528 of 10002
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.
{{{gris}}} {{{vw}}}
Yay for great parties, Suzi!
Doggie~ma for Darcy, Laura.
beekaytee - Nov 04, 2007 6:02:58 pm PST #2529 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
Quick healing ~ma to Darcy. Dogs are so incredibly resilient, Laura, may Darcy do her kind proud with the getting well.
Aw, Gris. So sorry. And, still, I hope it is good that she was honest with you. Better that than not being 'in it' the way you wanted to be. This must mean the right one is on the way. May it be so.
Bonny, I'm sending lots of good vibes your way. Patience for the situation and healing for your foster-mom.
Thanks Wind. Patience is needed all around. More tests tomorrow. Maybe we'll know more.
meara - Nov 04, 2007 6:10:10 pm PST #2530 of 10002
The girl I like told me she can't see me any more. A fine ending to a day that consisted of nothing but being very hung-over.
I'm sorry, Gris! You rock, and clearly the right girl is out there somewhere for you. Stupid girls. I'm still bitter at them, myself.
Also bitter at the whole "didn't get home from work trip until 9pm Saturday night" thing. Even if I did get an extra hour in teh weekend.
But I did a bunch of unpacking, and put together one of my three new bookshelves, and am doing laundry. So what if I haven't done enough laundry, put together the other bookshelves, or made real food (instead I'm eating salsa and chips. And beer). Who cares?
Cass - Nov 04, 2007 6:11:08 pm PST #2531 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
So, my niecelet is on a plane and heading up here right now. Things have not exactly been good at home for her. And I, dutiful aunt, just called my brother and sister in law's house to tell them where she was. This panic can go away any time now. In theory, the hard part is over. Yay?