I'm allergic to silk, but I'd have to put the silk flowers to my nose and inhale for it to have any effect. (I'm allergic to breathing silk fibers and cotton linters, which is stuffing made of cotton. So I'm weird.)
'Conviction (1)'
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.
Send paper flowers! [link]
But then there's paper cuts!
I love the paper flowers. They tend to age more gracefully than the average 'silk' flower. Silk isn't much used in artificial flowers these days, by the way.
As both a former florist and former balloon decorator (large scale, not twisty animals), I can say with certainty that both are pretty unhealthy and/or environmentally hazardous.
Ironically, it's hard to create a beautiful aesthetic without causing some sort of damage.
Hospitals definitely need some beautification and loved ones appreciate special displays of support. But until every hospital room is equipped with one of those cool digital screens (also bad for the environment, no doubt) where gorgeous pictures can be rotated, I'm going to opt for heartfelt words, either in person or on a recycled card. Or handmade bed jackets knitted from driftwood.
Dude. You're stuck in a hospital that long, send pot brownies and books.
OR Xanax and movies.
iTunes gift card. Fancy headphones. A really soft washcloth. Soap that doesn't smell like Lysol. Super thick hand lotion that smells good. Fuzzy socks. Dry shampoo and a good brush. A memory foam pillow (Hospital pillows suck.) A soft blanket.
I am so fucking tired of the fucking money running out two or more days before the next check comes. I am sonfuckin tired of checks coming whenever they fucking well feel like it, and not when I need them. I am so FUCKING ANGRY AT MY FUCKING ROOMMATE who STILL has not paid me rent for august or September.
I can't fucking feed myself. I can't fucking put gas in my tank. I'm really pretty pissed off right now.
If your roommate owes you two months' rent, they can damn well buy you a tank of gas and some groceries.
He's not around right now, and even if he was he doesn't have any money. He works in sales and hasn't made any money in two months.
He's made sales recently, and says he'll be able to pay both months some time this week. But that does me zero good until then, since I cannot eat a promise, nor fill my tank with it.