Wow. That is an impressive lack of product testing.
Sometimes when I'm sitting in class... You know, I'm not thinking about class, 'cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage.
Oz ,'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
-t - Dec 01, 2010 4:06:50 pm PST #10004 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Cass - Dec 01, 2010 4:10:10 pm PST #10005 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
to celebrate fried foods and lighting small fires with us.
My kind of celebration!
smonster - Dec 01, 2010 4:15:13 pm PST #10006 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
I think I've had a semi-good idea: we salvaged all these old square nails today, and I think I'll wire them to Mardi Gras beads for a garland.
smonster - Dec 01, 2010 4:35:39 pm PST #10007 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Meh, ran out of ribbon and energy at the same time. Bed now.
Barb - Dec 01, 2010 6:00:14 pm PST #10008 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
I have a good husband. He took me for yummy Mexican food and a big, horkin' margarita. Life is better with tequila and salt. ::nods::
beth b - Dec 01, 2010 6:11:16 pm PST #10009 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I need the like button, or a margarita
sj - Dec 01, 2010 6:13:14 pm PST #10010 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I have a good husband. He took me for yummy Mexican food and a big, horkin' margarita. Life is better with tequila and salt. ::nods::
Yay, good husband!
Vortex - Dec 01, 2010 6:20:59 pm PST #10011 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I had latkes and chili for dinner. The chili was because Mike's husband decided that latkes weren't enough. They were really good although I was cringing because the woman who was making them was afraid of splatter so was tossing/dropping them into the hot oil.
WindSparrow - Dec 01, 2010 7:04:09 pm PST #10012 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.
Wow. I feel like I've been kicked by a horse, or maybe run over by a cart. For a good reason, though. One of the individuals I worked with today has been getting much stronger, and now needs considerably less assistance in doing various tasks. The reason I feel so wiped out is because previously a lot of that assistance required two staff members; now, only one of us is needed. Standing in different relative position, using muscles somewhat differently, etc. combine to make me now as beat as I was the first time I ever worked with this person. Wooooo, baby, gonna be sore tomorrow! Also, I'm so happy for that person!!!!
Spidra Webster - Dec 01, 2010 7:31:52 pm PST #10013 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
I hope you feel better than you anticipate tomorrow, WS.
Barb, I can relate. I'm in a different medium, but I have gone through periods of obsession over stats, reviews, or lack thereof. And I have to fight so hard not to give up, to make myself keep trying, to promote things when I feel like everyone will hate me for trying to promote my work. Here I am more than a year past when my album was released and I'm still making myself work at it and not give up.
So today I got my first definite rejection from one of the radio stations I submitted to. And that really bummed me out. It felt like they were telling me that the album I spent a year working on sucked. Yet I also lucked out and one of my plugs got RT'd and an animator found my album for the first time and talked it up to his 10,000 followers. He enthused about the album and he and one of his followers so far have bought it. And that feels gratifying.
Big deal, two sales, right? But it's a big deal to me and I have to do SO MUCH promo to get the one sale. I think of it like those guys who ask every pretty girl out on a date. They get turned down 99% of the time but there's 1% who say yes and that's 1% more than they'd have met if they'd been shy. And I never know which one of those sales is going to be the person who has a blog followed by 500,000 people who hang on their every word...
I guess what I'm trying to say is I totally relate to the worry that comes from having expectations that aren't met. And spiraling into bad thoughts that make one feel like one is a failure or through or whatever. You just have to fight them and I think the reality checks you get here will help with that. You've got a lot of support here.