Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!

River ,'War Stories'


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.


Ginger - Jan 12, 2009 12:01:48 pm PST #7659 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

My eyes are driving me crazy. It's probably related to my feeling fluish, but the eyes feel like I have sandpaper eyelids. This is not one of my usual symptoms. Please to make it go away.


Burrell - Jan 12, 2009 12:12:47 pm PST #7660 of 10000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Ugh Hil, that's bad news.

Ginger, it sounds like you may have a bit of pinkeye on top on whatever else.


Ginger - Jan 12, 2009 12:18:02 pm PST #7661 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

No pinkeye, please. I'm trying to keep my lifetime record of never having pinkeye. They're red, but so far not pinkeye red.

I just had the kind of coughing jag that pulls muscles. Perhaps it's time to accept the fact I might be sick.

Go away, sick. I don't have time.


omnis_audis - Jan 12, 2009 12:23:43 pm PST #7662 of 10000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Ginger, sounds like our days are related. In the time it took me to go from desk to theater (about 5 min or so) I had 3 people, independent of each other say: "Are you ok, you look like hell?", "You look really tired", and "What are you still doing here, go home" (that was my boss). Fuck it. I'm following my bosses suggestion and going home. I think I'll hit Jamba Juice on the way.


beth b - Jan 12, 2009 12:38:31 pm PST #7663 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I can't tell if I am sick or not.

It could be horrible bad allergies


beth b - Jan 12, 2009 1:08:14 pm PST #7664 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

health insurance question

Matt last day at co OLD was nov 16. His last day at co NEW is January 16th. Not sure if co New is big enough for COBRA. My co will let us on , but it could take up to two months ( which seems stupid to me ) It looks like there are qualifying events that will let us on to old company's COBRA -- but I have no idea if I am reading things right.


beth b - Jan 12, 2009 2:04:19 pm PST #7665 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

jobma~~~~ChiKat


Nora Deirdre - Jan 12, 2009 2:18:33 pm PST #7666 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Ugh, beth- I have no advice but I know the madness and frustration of the health insurance game.

Cat update: I opened the door to Marley's room so Taz could see in and Marley could see out. Taz hissed softly, but otherwise was OK. He seemed like he wanted to come in, so I let him in, and that was fine. Then both he and Marley went out, Marley exploring the house, and Taz following him worriedly. It went well, except I could tell that Taz was starting to get stressed out, although he was very well behaved. I scooped Marley up and brought him back up to his room, much to his disappointment, but Taz needed some space and I wanted to quite while ahead.

I'm down here with Taz, because I think he needs reassuring. I think Marley is OK alone upstairs, he's so laid back. Once Tom comes home we can divide and conquer.

I hauled ASS to get home on the early side so I could feed the cats at a decent time- Tom has a late appointment tonight. Having a new member of the family is hard work!

I'm at home tomorrow and there will be more interacting.


Pix - Jan 12, 2009 2:43:39 pm PST #7667 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

I have no more news about our student, but I thank you all greatly for all of your support.

What I do have is a nasty, condescending, passive-aggressive attack on one of my essay assignments from one of my senior parents. Really, it's pretty awful. He basically used a peer editing form (that was in theory there to help him to help his daughter reflect on her rough draft) to rail against the stupidity of the assignment because it was "too hard" and "too sophisticated" for mere 17-year-olds to possibly do. This student is a sweetheart and has never given me a second of trouble, so I'm really taken aback by the arrogance and nastiness of his responses to these questions.

There's more, but today has been too fucking depressing to dwell on any further. I'm going to go home and pretend the world doesn't exist for a little bit, I think.

Sorry to skip and be all meme. It's just been a shitty day.


Nora Deirdre - Jan 12, 2009 3:01:17 pm PST #7668 of 10000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I'm sorry, Kristin.