We'll be in our bunk.

Wash ,'War Stories'


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 29, 2009 3:07:50 am PDT #28466 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I was up with the chills last night so I'm thinking that the sore throat is not allergies. Although, I feel better this morning.

{{{Hil}}} I'm sorry you have to deal with such bs. I have no advice other than to say that you should listen to the wise people here.


Barb - Oct 29, 2009 3:38:59 am PDT #28467 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

Hil may your advisor wake up this morning with something new on his mind, like a brain.

I was thinking having woken up to discover a plague of frogs had peed on his head.

This guy offends every teaching instinct I have, but then again-- higher level academics. I know it was already pointed out that these folks don't get to where they're at because of their teaching abilities but rather what they can bring in academic ability to the institution.

I still remember that Lewis' honors advisor as an undergrad had all the people skills of a pissed-off cobra, but she was very, very good at her discipline. (Ironic when you consider it was psychology.) He at least learned from her, though because he was able to work around her lack of interpersonal skills.


Aims - Oct 29, 2009 4:13:27 am PDT #28468 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Okay, woke up with this in my head and I have to get it out there.

...

Not gonna ask.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 29, 2009 4:29:07 am PDT #28469 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Thanks, Calli. The way she was talking about thinking about options and "making decisions" and whatnot makes me think that she is considering not undergoing extreme treatment.

She sees her surgeon on Friday, I guess we'll all know more then.


Lee - Oct 29, 2009 4:46:16 am PDT #28470 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

For Aims


smonster - Oct 29, 2009 4:54:31 am PDT #28471 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Nora, that's terrible about your great-aunt. Hoping for best outcome for her and your family.

Not gonna ask.

Wow, if *you* don't get it, I'm not even going to worry.

Timelies. I am still in a horrible, grouchy mood. I was exhausted and grumpy last night and KBD was slightly manic and kept trying to cheer me up by telling me how cute I am and smooshing my cheeks. I know he was trying to help, but damn it was hard not to smack him. The lack of Glee did not help.

I don't know what's up with me this week, but it doesn't bode well for my current AD, or at least the current dose. I did figure out that I was getting a little too obsessive about Halloween (cue interjections of disbelief) so I'm trying to let go of things like making a room number for Agent Cooper's hotel room.


Aims - Oct 29, 2009 4:58:42 am PDT #28472 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Wow, if *you* don't get it, I'm not even going to worry.

More often than not, MM and I get each other's wierd, random, noone-else-gets-it stuff.

That? I don't know about. He woke up and said, "Where's the filk thread? I need to get this out of my head."


Aims - Oct 29, 2009 5:04:22 am PDT #28473 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Ha ha!! I looked it up - Michael Moorcock (really? that's his last name?) books which is what he's reading right now. Ok - not crazy.

t cancels phone call to nice young men in their clean white coats


Lee - Oct 29, 2009 5:05:07 am PDT #28474 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

So that would be a no to the Pez?

lime


WindSparrow - Oct 29, 2009 5:05:24 am PDT #28475 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

She sees her surgeon on Friday, I guess we'll all know more then.

Much ~ma for her, and your whole family, Nora.