How are you holding up, by the way? And your mom?
Mal: Well, look at this! Appears we got here just in the nick of time. What does that make us? Zoe: Big damn heroes, sir.
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Spike's Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
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brenda m - Sep 24, 2008 7:58:18 am PDT #6477 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Emily - Sep 24, 2008 8:00:21 am PDT #6478 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I cringe when I hear people telling kids, "Do what you love!" as job advice. I mean, how many of us can actually do that?
No kidding! I mean, I don't want to tell them, "You'll be miserable, learn to deal," but going to work is rarely a new box of joy and toys every day.
Also, I'm giving tests today. I love giving tests, because it makes them all be quiet for a little while, but I hate it because I keep wanting to help!
Emily - Sep 24, 2008 8:00:29 am PDT #6479 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Not that good a post.
Glamcookie - Sep 24, 2008 8:06:58 am PDT #6480 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
You people need to post more! I've reached the end of the Internets!
Connie Neil - Sep 24, 2008 8:08:08 am PDT #6481 of 10001
brillig
"Do what you love!"
"I love sleeping late, playing with the cat, and reading trashy fiction. So I need to become a rich man's mistress?"
Vortex - Sep 24, 2008 8:13:02 am PDT #6482 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
How are you holding up, by the way? And your mom?
I'm okay. I keep waiting for it to really hit me, but now I wonder if it will just always hit me in small ways. I love to talk about him, but I get a little teary, and then I feel bad for the person who I'm talking to, because it's awkward for them. Everyone I know says that they know how much my dad meant to me, just by how I talked about him. Which is nice, but sad making. (insert appropriate emoticon here. Not sure if smiley or frowny is better. You decide)
javachik - Sep 24, 2008 8:19:12 am PDT #6483 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Vortex, I wouldn't worry about it being awkward. Your friends want to know how you really are, tears or not, and they love you. I know because I am one.
Vortex - Sep 24, 2008 8:24:41 am PDT #6484 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Your friends want to know how you really are, tears or not, and they love you.
friends I'm fine with. it's random coworkers and acquaintances. Plus, since he died unexpectedly, they all want to know what happened. This is actually good, since I've repeated the story so many times, it's almost like it happened to someone else.
I sometimes have a selfish reaction when people say "oh, my dad died when he was 84" and I think "why didn't my dad get that long?". They're trying to be empathetic because they know somewhat what I'm going through, but when they tell me about their dad's long life, I resent it a little. But that's normal, I suppose. Or I'm a selfish bitch. Either way, it is what it is.
javachik - Sep 24, 2008 8:28:43 am PDT #6485 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
it's random coworkers and acquaintances. Plus, since he died unexpectedly, they all want to know what happened.
Oh yeah, I can see what you mean there.
hippocampus - Sep 24, 2008 8:43:18 am PDT #6486 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
::climbs into corner and looks for things to smash::