And because it deserves its own post. Happy Birthday, Teppy!!!
'Safe'
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.
Happy Birthday, Epic!
Happy Epic birthday!!!
Cereal: I've contributed a post to the Dear Teen Me website. It's a neat site where authors and other folks in publishing write letters to their teen selves (sort of an "It Gets Better" for our geeky teen selves).
Anyhow, mine's up today and I'm a little nervous-- I spilled about some things I've never really talked about and I'm not sure if it came out honest or whiny. [link]
I have ordered the part we need to try to fix the vent ourselves.
It came out honest, Barb, but now I REALLY wanna slap yo mamma!
And go back and pat Teen!Barb on the head...
God love Mom, she's just so amazingly narcissistic and just doesn't get it.
And yet, what kills me is she manages to charm absolutely everyone she meets within moments. I can't tell you how many of my friends and acquaintances want to adopt her.
It's a gift, I tell you.
Charisma -- It Doesn't Mean You're Smart
And, from observing my own mother, you really can't fool all the people all the time.
Barb, that was beautiful written, and I also want to slap your mother on behalf of your younger self.
I called the police department, and they will send a police officer to the house if we want to file a report and name a suspect. I really really don't know what to do. I have called my landlord, who of course is going to do nothing, and I am worried about escalating the situation. I hate living below these people.