visions of my puppy becoming addicted to day-time TV
She can start hanging out in Minearverse and keep everyone updated on the soaps.
'The Message'
[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.
visions of my puppy becoming addicted to day-time TV
She can start hanging out in Minearverse and keep everyone updated on the soaps.
sorry about your puppy's injury, Sparky!
~ma for Sassafras. Poor li'l thing.
Howdy, peeps.
I have a killer headache and a very sore, stiff neck this morning. DO NOT WANT.
OH CRAP! I'm sorry, I totally forgot to call you this weekend, MM. Sorry. I was in Redlands all weekend, visiting with family in from out of town.
I may have accidentally ended a relationship today. Also, I have to get up at two in the morning to stand naked in a field with seven hundred other naked people.
Sass, our dog is hurting today, too. Poor Layla started yelping while wrestling with a friend at the dogpark yesterday and was in distress. J carried her home and we put an ice pack on her sore right rear leg. Last night it was a bit tender and she was shivering when lying in certain positions, but was fine in others. She's had no problems walking. We think she has a pinched nerve, but are keeping a close eye on her, just in case. Poor pup obviously feels sore and sad. It's hard when they can't tell you what's wrong.
Jars, I'm sorry about the first, but the second sounds intriguing.
Cocoa ricotta.
Scrappy, ~ma to your pup, too.
Bloody fucking hell.
I'm having a pelvic ultrasound this week for the weird maybe-fibroid (it's NOT for the stabby tummy pains). And then I leave Saturday for a week of vacation, so *if* the ultrasound turns up anything, I won't be able to have it dealt with until after vacation, which will put me into July. And that's all okay with me.
What's NOT okay: we're changing our health insurance here for the second time this year, effective July 1, and my OB/GYN -- of course -- isn't on the new insurance. Which means that if I have fibroids or alien babies or something, I have to go find a totally new OB/GYN to deal with it.
And fuck, man, I've been seeing this OB/GYN for 15 years and now I have to switch? I mean, no, I don't *have* to switch -- I can pay out-of-network fees, which I guess I could shut the fuck up and just do -- but damn it to fucking hell. What goddamned shitty-ass timing.
Fuck fuck fuck. I might as well just cancel the ultrasound, because what the fuck am I going to do with the results anyway?
God damn it.