Oh, DJ, I'm so sorry. That's just awful all around. Is there any chance you can meet Jon for a midafternoon coffee, or leave early, or something like that? My apologies if those suggestions aren't helpful. I wish all of us could be there in person to deliver the hugs we're sending your way.
Spike: We got a history, him and me. Fred: What? Spike: It was a long time ago. He was a young Watcher, fresh out of the academy when we crossed paths. It was a, what-you-call battle of wills and blood was spilled. Vendettas were sworn. It was a whole-- Fred: My God you're so full of crap. Spike: Yeah. Okay.
'Unleashed'
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.
Kate P. - Dec 20, 2010 8:39:04 am PST #11347 of 30000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Daisy Jane - Dec 20, 2010 8:41:18 am PST #11348 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Thanks. Y'all are so supportive, and it's keeping me sane having somewhere to vomit all this crap up.
Jon works today, or I'm sure he would. With the work assplosion, I'm thinking leaving early is unlikely. Not unhelpful suggestions, though.
javachik - Dec 20, 2010 8:41:56 am PST #11349 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
DJ, my heart goes out to you. I know first hand what you're feeling and it's really rough. I'm so sorry.
WindSparrow - Dec 20, 2010 8:44:33 am PST #11350 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.
This is yet another reason why I wish we all lived on Buffista Island. If we were all nearby, someone could bring you... I dunno cupcakes - ones that are decorated so adorably that it doesn't matter if you eat it, they are just fun to look at. But then if you do eat it, it's extremely yummy. Or, if you'd rather, a bottle of booze. Or something.
Liese S. - Dec 20, 2010 8:57:13 am PST #11351 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Condolences, Daisy. And yeah, you totally have the right to lose your shit at this point. It is hard when you don't have someone to grieve with, and when the person you're grieving was your connection.
Glamcookie - Dec 20, 2010 8:58:14 am PST #11352 of 30000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
I'm so sorry, DJ. Thinking of you.
amych - Dec 20, 2010 9:01:49 am PST #11353 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Oh, DJ, honey - that's all so, so hard. In particular, this:
in addition to losing that person, I don't have him here for his passing.
has me all teared up at my desk, because it's just such a deep kind of loneliness. Lose your shit as needed.
Laga - Dec 20, 2010 9:17:08 am PST #11354 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
{{{Daisy Jane}}} I can tell from your post what a great guy Bobby was. I'm very sorry you are feeling so alone. I'm glad we can lend some virtual comfort so at least in here you've got somebody.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 20, 2010 9:25:29 am PST #11355 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I'm so sorry, DJ. If there's anything I can do, please let me know.
Daisy Jane - Dec 20, 2010 9:32:11 am PST #11356 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Oy. Got an email back from, "BUT WE NEEEEED IT TODAAAAAY!!!" whiner dude: "Who knew URLs were case sensitive ;)" Die.
Thanks, Nora. I'm sure I will be fine and all, just apparently not today.