You know what isn't a fun way to start the morning? Stepping in a giant puddle of cat urine on the bathroom floor as you head for the shower. Apparently Byron would like us to clean the litterboxes. Sigh.
You know me! I'm like, "Go school! It's your birthday!" Or something to that effect.
Willow ,'Empty Places'
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.
Pix - Jan 26, 2011 4:53:20 am PST #13940 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.
WindSparrow - Jan 26, 2011 4:54:37 am PST #13941 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.
Ooof, Pix. Yeah, that's not fun.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Jan 26, 2011 4:59:08 am PST #13942 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Love the skirt, Teppy!
Pix, yuk. At least you were heading towards the shower, rather than away from it, I suppose.
Today I love my research, and my work generally. Always nice!
smonster - Jan 26, 2011 5:29:14 am PST #13943 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
(but I'm trying to remember that in mental health terms, progress rarely goes in a direct 'up' line)
More like NEVER, IME.
Good luck with the crip pride. Something else that doesn't go in a straight line, I'm guessing. It's hard on you, but it is human nature to stare and comment about things that are outside of their experience. Hopefully working with you will expand their horizons.
Stepping in a giant puddle of cat urine on the bathroom floor as you head for the shower.
Combining that with the corset discussion, Bella once expressed her displeasure with the state of the litter box by hopping in a bag I had open on the floor and peeing on my corset. Which thankfully was only a $30 Charlotte Russe deal, b/c it had to be thrown away.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 26, 2011 5:47:01 am PST #13944 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
OMG, this landlording thing is killing me. One of the tenants is still living there, there was some sort of domestic incident so that the babydaddy isn't there anymore. She's been totally unreachable for months, and when some extra money was dangled in front of her, got back in touch with me and hasn't connected with the property manager.
Now, the property manager has no tolerance for her shenanigans, which is annoying for me because I get a zillion texts and emails and calls. The babydaddy got in touch and was super nice but there's not much he can do, it seems.
Now I get a letter from my condo neighbor's lawyer, and I just do not know what to do.
Vortex - Jan 26, 2011 5:47:42 am PST #13945 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
So, I'm transferring over to the law school to start a new job there. It would be a good thing, except that the dean has a habit of making promises that he can't/doesn't keep. One circle of hell to another, basically. Oh, well, at least I'm employed.
WindSparrow - Jan 26, 2011 5:57:14 am PST #13946 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.
Good luck on the job change, Vortex.
Nora, that is a very stressful situation. I wish I had something more useful to say.
amyth - Jan 26, 2011 5:59:19 am PST #13947 of 30000
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
Ugh, Nora. Good luck, that's totally stressful.
Shir - Jan 26, 2011 6:01:07 am PST #13948 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Can't help with the fashion tips. Or the cat urine. Or the tenants. Sorry.
Good luck with the new job, Vortex.
Sparky1 - Jan 26, 2011 6:01:25 am PST #13949 of 30000
Librarian Warlord
Ugh, Nora.
Good luck, Vortex! What is the new job? Goodness, I wish I could get you in front of our Dean for a job, because she'd love you. I even have one in mind if the total screw-up who has it now would just . . . leave.