Nothin'. I just wanted you to face me so she could get behind ya.
Mal ,'The Train Job'
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.
erin_obscure - Dec 20, 2010 12:33:17 pm PST #11387 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
Kate P. - Dec 20, 2010 12:33:59 pm PST #11388 of 30000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Eep, Jilli, hope you get it figured out soon. I can report that my antibiotics are doing a fantastic job. No more raging headaches and fatigue! I can lift my arm over my head and actually put weight on it again! I hope you get similarly awesome meds.
Daisy Jane - Dec 20, 2010 12:37:34 pm PST #11389 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
God, I'm sorry y'all. I hate to be like this but...went out to have a smoke and my computer locked me out of my account and I was supposed to push the second production build, though it doesn't seem to matter anyway since the emails to tell me it's ok to do so haven't come. Talked to mom since she wanted to know about funeral arrangements which made me have to tell everything again ending with, "and there's no one who will keep me in the loop anymore except K!" and mom was all "Bob...oh." and we both had a nice crying jag while I'm standing in the lobby on my floor. I am going to be one sobby little bitch on my way to the bus stop.
Kate P. - Dec 20, 2010 12:42:54 pm PST #11390 of 30000
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Aw, {{{DJ}}}
What a terrible day you're having. It's totally understandable to need to unburden yourself and cry about it. I'm so sorry.
DavidS - Dec 20, 2010 12:43:01 pm PST #11391 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Awww, DJ, I'm so sorry.
Incidentally, there's an email from me in your inbox too.
Anne W. - Dec 20, 2010 12:45:29 pm PST #11392 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
{{{{DJ}}}}
Daisy Jane - Dec 20, 2010 12:45:54 pm PST #11393 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Thanks guys, and thanks Hec! I'll read and respond when the idea of 900 emails in my inbox doesn't make me want to hurl.
This may, may be the only thing that can actually make me feel a little better [link]
brenda m - Dec 20, 2010 12:46:51 pm PST #11394 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
Aw, DJ. I'm so sorry.
sj - Dec 20, 2010 12:47:01 pm PST #11395 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{{{DJ}}}}}
beth b - Dec 20, 2010 12:54:50 pm PST #11396 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I'm sorry DJ. I wish I could do more
and just as an FYI, you 'adjust' to being short of breath. Most of the people I know that are asthmatic don't always recognizes how bad things are