Vibes and -ma to everyone that needs them, and congratulations to the newly married Buffistas!
Xander ,'End of Days'
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.
Had no idea they cost that much, and it's also a bit ridiculous you had to wait that long.
Heh. That's nothing. I could have kept pestering different parts of the NHS for funding, but it would have taken up to another six months of waiting lists and re-assessments. Hence, I'm buying it myself. (Yeah, mobility equipment is expensive. Wheelchairs are even worse!)
Huh - sorry to hear you had to spend so much on therapy. It's just so expensive, for something that's really essential for many people. I used to have it only every other week, to make it cheaper.
I used to have it only every other week, to make it cheaper.
Group is every week, I have no choice about that (it's DBT). Well, I could choose not to be in it, but it's really helpful. And individual therapy is required to be in DBT, plus I *lurve* my therapist.
who needs Valentine's Day anyway?
I have a feeling that the Buffista version of this, around Halloween, involves actual hearts.
I feel exactly like kristin does about being able to get married when gay people cannot. Exactly.
I feel your financial pain, smonster. We are shelling out a ton of money to our therapist (2x/week for DH and once/month for both together) and it's absolutely worth every penny, but I didn't budget for it before upping the appointments and only 3/4 of the fee counts toward our deductible, so those payments are coming out of our already pretty depleted savings. It makes me nervous not having the cushion, but not as nervous as not having the therapy.
But, now that I know the score I should be able to adjust the budget.
GC, WTF. It's a messed up world when weight obsession begins pre-natally.
So much this.
You shouldn't have to deal with that kind of projected fear. Things like 'don't drink like a fish or smoke like a stack' (though my mother did both...which could also explain some things...) make some but talking about obesity potentials where there is no obesity present? Yesh.
eta: for crazy grammar
Moving tomorrow. Don't know when I'll have internet connection again (best case: the day, but perhaps only on Sunday), so I just wanted to say I might go dark for the meanwhile.
I'm feeling better about it.
My parents surprised me and told me they bought me a TV to my room there (which will bring the number of TVs to 3, in a family of 4). I find it ridicules, unnecessary and potentially damage to my studies, and I wish they'd ask me first, but hey - a TV. Or, a bribe in the form of TV. Now I just need the bunch of DVDs to go along with it.
And a new blog post that some of you might help me to understand, here: [link]
Don't let the turkeys get you down, kiddo. (And that may be the most meaninglessly idiomatic fucking sentence ever. D'oh.) Ok, then, Be careful out there.
I'm feeling better about it.
That's good. I hope you can continue to find a kind of peace with the situation.