I had some cranberry juice and a very large coffee.
Buffy ,'Potential'
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.
a childfree Pagan in the heart of Mormondy
Well, there's your problem right there.
Y'all I may have some ita type news
It involves a link we shouldn't click?
I have been drinking a concoction of orange juice, Emergen-C (1000mg of C, plus B7 and B12), protein powder and psyllium fiber. It's like rocket fuel.
Jeebus crispies, just reading that freaks me out.
In so-not-news, my job is giving me anxiety attacks.
I'm still waiting on my procedure. It was orginally scheduled at 7 AM.
I have been drinking a concoction of orange juice, Emergen-C (1000mg of C, plus B7 and B12), protein powder and psyllium fiber. It's like rocket fuel.
Mix in a few Rolos and you got yourself the nectar of the gods!
Have they at least told you why?
Huh, found a therapist already. She seems perfect. Now to check with insurance to see if they'll reimburse, put together a proposal for spending the fees upfront with Hubby, and to address that horrific knot in my stomach that came up when I realized that "Yes, there is someone who would be willing to listen to me." It doesn't help that I looked at the nice lady's picture on her webpage and felt something snarl "Huh, she's just a baby, what does she know?"
All of those would be excellent news to have, but no. (Gods how I wish the JGL one were though! Possibly also the killing someone with my pinky.)
What does it say about my mental health when I say to myself "Sessions with a therapist or a netbook? Which would I rather have?" Happier brain space or a new gadget? It is a ponder. Possibly because I expect a netbook to work better out of the box than my mind.
Apparently annemergency procedure happened this morning and messed up the day.