I have no Joe-Joes. Woe.
There are cockroaches in Mexico big enough to own property.
Cordelia ,'Lessons'
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.
brenda m - Dec 07, 2010 2:16:39 pm PST #10444 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
Barb - Dec 07, 2010 2:23:48 pm PST #10445 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Okay, I have to pry myself out of my chair where I'm huddled with mild panic and go shower and dress for tonight. And pray that my festive red dress doesn't make me look like a Holiday Oompa Loompa.
sumi - Dec 07, 2010 2:32:01 pm PST #10446 of 30000
Art Crawl!!!
Barb, you'll be excellent and there will be a mad rush to buy your book. And I can in no way imagine that you could ever resemble an Oompa Loompa.
brenda m - Dec 07, 2010 2:32:24 pm PST #10447 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
I'm sure you'll be smoking hot. I mean, festive. Yes, festive.
So wish I could be there.
quester - Dec 07, 2010 3:09:16 pm PST #10448 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
I came to knash my teeth and rend my garments.
I got a call today that my time sheet didn't make it to the temp company on Friday - someone else faxed it - so, my paycheck didn't hit the bank today like it was supposed to, so the credit card bills that will hit tommorrow won't be covered.
So, I had to ask my sister for a loan and I have to deposit it first thing tommorrow and hope that I don't get dinged too badly. Oy!
I hate living paycheck to paycheck.
Spidra Webster - Dec 07, 2010 3:10:23 pm PST #10449 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
You're going to kick ass, Barb.
Spidra Webster - Dec 07, 2010 3:11:05 pm PST #10450 of 30000
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
I'm sorry to hear that, quester. All too familiar with the feeling.
brenda m - Dec 07, 2010 3:24:52 pm PST #10451 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
Ack. That's one of the worst things about being hand-to-mouth - those tiny screw ups (on yours or other people's parts) go from inconvenience to major fucking shit when you're least able to fix it.
quester - Dec 07, 2010 3:34:50 pm PST #10452 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
I never thought I'd be here again. If I weren't already depressed, this would push me over the edge.
sj - Dec 07, 2010 3:35:49 pm PST #10453 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{quester}}} I'm sorry. I hate being in that situation.