I know I'm being petty but I just got off the phone with T, and I'm pissed off. I got the information about where an old friend that T and I lost touch with is living, and I passed the information on to T, so that we could both write to her. T just called and said she was going to write a letter to her telling her about everyone, including TCG and I and our engagement. I politely asked her if I could be the one to share that information and she essentially said no.
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I politely asked her if I could be the one to share that information and she essentially said no.
You're not being petty. All you can do now is beat her to the punch by sending an announcement to the old friend first.
That's not petty--tell her to get her own news to share. I'd just call the friend instead of relying on the post.
You're not being petty. All you can do now is beat her to the punch by sending an announcement to the old friend first.
Too late. T is more organized than me and already has a letter ready to go to the post office.
That's not petty--tell her to get her own news to share. I'd just call the friend instead of relying on the post.
I only have the address.
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I have nothing nice to say about T's choice, sj, so I'll zip it. It is hot button behaviour for me.
That was pretty rude of T, sj. I apologize on behalf of my letter.
I have all my bills paid except the ones that are actual paper bills and somewhere amongst the piles of paper that I need to sort through and get in order. It's too bad that I have no desire whatsoever to do that.
sj, that's...I'm sorry, but I just don't understand why T would do that. It seems incredibly rude to me.
Just spoke to the vet tech. They're about to perform the amputation, and the surgeon will call me back in a couple of hours to let me know how everything went.
It's ridiculous that I'm crying about the fact that he's about to lose his leg. Utterly absurd. It's good that he's losing that leg; that leg has a big tumor in it. Why can't I stop crying? Dammit.
Kristin, it is not at all ridiculous for you to be crying-- you love Byron, and he is going through something traumatic. Life saving, but traumatic. Even knowing it's the right decision doesn't make it an easy thing.