Hahahahaha! It never got physical but usually ended in a verbal fight as I would be pissy, she would be angry about pissiness, etc.
Wesley: We're going to bring Angelus in alive. Connor: No we're not. Gunn: I thought you said capturing him wasn't an option. Wesley: Changed my mind. Connor: Change it back.
'Why We Fight'
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
Glamcookie - Jan 07, 2009 7:44:21 am PST #7150 of 10000
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
juliana - Jan 07, 2009 7:45:15 am PST #7151 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
As I was never a morning person, it didn't end well. Poor mom.
I was too incoherent to do anything but burrow further under the covers/cats, usually. And maybe flail pillows at her.
Amy - Jan 07, 2009 7:46:52 am PST #7152 of 10000
Because books.
Mom used to come in, snap up the shade, and warble, "Rise and shine, morning glory!" It was delivered fairly sarcastically, but it didn't make me any more receptive.
Aims - Jan 07, 2009 7:54:32 am PST #7153 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
My grandmother would sing, "Good morning Mary Sunshine! Why do you wake so soon? You've frightened all the stars away and scared away the moon!"
Strix - Jan 07, 2009 7:56:02 am PST #7154 of 10000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Hello, Insomnia, my old "friend." FTR, I haven't missed you one bit, and your timing with the whole having to get up in four hours is really not ideal. Go away now please before I do something rash like...like... Okay, probably nothing more dramatic than whine and possibly weep like a girl for a bit.
You gave it to me. I am home today, after not sleeping for 24 hours. I lay in bed for 7 hours last night trying to sleep, but my brain would not SHUT UP. I was out of Ambien until today. Also, we had a lice outbreak at my shelter and my head was itching all night long -- I was checked and I don't have lice. But, we have cloth chairs in the learning center and I was sitting in one and I live by myself and I can't check the back of my head.
And I am terrified of calling in sick to my new job, cause I've already had to miss 3 days, due to UTI and my wonderful, magical, dysfunctional hoo-ha and I am so scared of losing another job due to absences, but I got about 4 hours of crap sleep on Monday nite, and didn't sleep at all last night, and I was in a crying, shaking ball on the bed at 5:30 am and it took me a half an hour of talking aloud to myself to talk myself out of (a) a panic attack and (b) into calling into work.
You know, I wonder sometimes about people wondering if I have a drinking or SA problem, and this morning, I was WISHING it was something like that, because it would be so much more understandable for people than "I can't sleep" or "I didn't sleep."
You can't call in and say "I'm calling in sleepless" because people don't get it. Sleeplessness leads me to an almost phobic anxious reaction and it snowballs into....pure hell. I WANT to sleep; I WANT to be rested and go to work.
I called in and finally fell into a light doze at about 8:30 and woke up at 10:30 to call in my refill. And then it's always a square dance at the pharmacy: "You can't fill this till the 18th."
"No, I can. I take 2x the maximum dosage."
"But you just got 30 on the 8th. That's a months supply."
"No, that's a two week supply. I take 2 pills a day."
I'm sorry to be going on MEMEMEME, but I just had to vent. I haven't had a night like this in a while and it's AWFUL. It's the loneliest hours in the world.
And then I'm always trying to buck myself up, like "Doctors and soldiers have to function on less sleep!" but I am SO NON-FUNCTIONAL from the non-sleep and the hours of panic that not only am I beyond exhausted, that I am also on a hair-trigger, and if something trips my nerves (dude, I work with disturbed teenagers, world's biggest oxymoron), I know I will burst into hysterics or flip out like a mammal.
VENT. ARGH.
Ok. Thanks for listening.
juliana - Jan 07, 2009 7:56:20 am PST #7155 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Oh, my mom would also sing "Good morning! Good morning! You've slept the whole night through! Good morning! Good morning to you!" Which I HATE. Haaaaaaate.
Glamcookie - Jan 07, 2009 7:58:47 am PST #7156 of 10000
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
Shit, Erin, I'm sorry. I hope you are able to get some sweet sleep today.
juliana - Jan 07, 2009 7:59:34 am PST #7157 of 10000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Oh, Erin. Sorry, honey.
SuziQ - Jan 07, 2009 8:01:38 am PST #7158 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Try living with "Wake up Little Suzi" on a regular basis? Gets old fast.
I am STARVING and can't justify going to the cafeteria for another 30 minutes, at least. I'm ready to eat my desk. And yes, I did have breakfast. Snarl.
Laura - Jan 07, 2009 8:03:50 am PST #7159 of 10000
Our wings are not tired.
Did she ever wake you up singing "Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning?"
I sing this and/or "Oh, what a beautiful morning" to my kids. My mom sang all the time. Just about any word would set her off. I only sing to get them out of bed. Also, DH and I will sing rock stuff loudly to get them to settle down in the car. It is a weapon for us.
I would sing a lullaby for you, Erin.