Mal: Which one you figure tracked us? Zoe: The ugly one, sir. Mal: Could you be more specific?

'Out Of Gas'


Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.  

[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.


sj - Oct 20, 2009 2:51:46 pm PDT #27247 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

(((Smonster)))

So everyone's moving? Cool.


Barb - Oct 20, 2009 2:54:35 pm PDT #27248 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

{{{smonster}}}

Hang in there, sweetie.


hippocampus - Oct 20, 2009 2:57:10 pm PDT #27249 of 30000
not your mom's socks.

Yay. had to call again. On call doc grumped at me for calling the after hours line. And said it didn't sound like anything that couldn't wait.

I hate calling doctors. It takes a lot of worry to get me to go there.

Eta (( smonster ))


Barb - Oct 20, 2009 3:17:00 pm PDT #27250 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

Are you KIDDING, Sox? A doctor grumped at you because you called because you are in pain?

Holy cats, that's just absurd.


Hil R. - Oct 20, 2009 3:18:53 pm PDT #27251 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

{{smonster}}


smonster - Oct 20, 2009 3:22:48 pm PDT #27252 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Sigh. Pharmacy did not have meds, despite doc supposedly calling an hour prior. That means two missed doses. Chocolate, ibuprofen, and nicotine have all been applied to no effect. Boyfriend has now been instructed on importance of sympathy over problem solving. I have no appetite or will to cook, and so I think shower and early bed are in order. Whe the day is full of fail, sometimes all one can do is end it early.

Thanks for the brackets.


Calli - Oct 20, 2009 3:22:51 pm PDT #27253 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Sorry, smonster. I'm feeling pms-y myself—I nearly broke down in tears on the run tonight. But now I have Mackinaw fudge and Mark Harmon being silver foxy on my tv, so I've decided not to become a mad scientist and develop a world-devouring cyborg-squid (one that would start with running coaches).

For now.

ETA: Sox, that doctor sucks! I'm sorry.


-t - Oct 20, 2009 3:31:21 pm PDT #27254 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Whe the day is full of fail, sometimes all one can do is end it early.

So true, I hope tomorrow is better, smonster.

Grumpy asshat on-call do deserves a smack for that, Sox. That's what the calling is for, to determine how serious it is, you can't know without calling!


Anne W. - Oct 20, 2009 3:32:53 pm PDT #27255 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

{{{smonster}}}

A pox on the doctor of Sox.

As for me, it's 7:30 and I'm already nodding off. If I let myself do that, I'll wake up again around 1 a.m. and not be able to fall asleep again until 3 or 4. I'm wondering if I should figth to stay awake for another hour, then take an Ambien and see if that will keep me asleep through the night to maybe make up some of this sleep deficit I've been playing with for a week.


brenda m - Oct 20, 2009 3:33:43 pm PDT #27256 of 30000
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

Ugh. Miserable day. I've having money freakouts and life freakouts and getting all butthurt about things that normally I'd brush off and just ugh.