I wanna die in bed surrounded by fat grandchildren, but guess that's off the menu.

Jenny ,'Bring On The Night'


Goodbye and Good Riddance 2010: Don't Let the Door Hit Ya...  

Every year we watch the Charlie Brown special, do the Snoopy dance, wish everybody a Merry Christmukkah, and thank our Secret Santas in the good riddance thread. Which is this one, in case you were wondering. Oh, and 2010? We have a few words for you.


Theodosia - Jan 03, 2011 8:07:53 am PST #303 of 466
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

2010 downer: no permanent job. Sent out many, many resumes w/ no answer. Had 3 job interviews that I felt positive & hopeful about, heard back nothing.

Passed my 99 weeks on Unemployment, so no further help from there.

Car broke. Basement flooded, taking out furnace & hot water heater. Lost two pairs of glasses. Had root canal.

Pluses for 2010 later.


Amy - Jan 03, 2011 9:46:13 am PST #304 of 466
Because books.

I hope 2011 is better for you, Theo.

The elves delivered a gift from my secret Santa today! So many goodies! A delicious-sounding pear caramel tea, chocolate, Rock Star soap, a Saki book ( The Chronicles of Clovis ), bath salts (Blood Bath and Midnight Black), and jewelry, including a pair of gorgeous earrings that I have on already!

I wonder who it could be from ...


Lee - Jan 03, 2011 9:48:14 am PST #305 of 466
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I know! I know!


Atropa - Jan 03, 2011 11:22:40 am PST #306 of 466
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

The representative from the Elves Union refuses to comment.


-t - Jan 03, 2011 5:38:29 pm PST #307 of 466
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Sorry, guys, but I have to get this out somewhere and here seems appropriate. I just got wished a better year in 2011 (than 2010) and while I appreciate the sentiment, it won't be better. It's a matter of semantics, but there it is.

That said, my 2010 was bad. Not by any means uniformly bad, but the bad was pretty overwhelming. Many, many times, what got me through was this place. When I couldn't face being around people and being alone in my head was also not a good idea, I could always come and lurk in these threads and be comforted that these conversations kept going on and, eventually, I'd be able to take part. Thanks for that, buffistas, it's a precious gift.


sj - Jan 03, 2011 5:57:04 pm PST #308 of 466
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{-t}}}


Ginger - Jan 03, 2011 6:10:21 pm PST #309 of 466
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I know exactly what you mean, -t. This place got me through chemo, surgery and radiation, because it seemed so hopeful to me that people were out there being brilliant and having lives. I still have to believe that it will get better for you eventually, and we'll be here.


Dana - Jan 03, 2011 6:11:07 pm PST #310 of 466
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

It is reassuring to see the balance of things. Some people have good times, some people have bad times. I hope it balances out for everyone in the end.


Beverly - Jan 03, 2011 6:12:48 pm PST #311 of 466
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

::nods along with Ginger and -t::


Liese S. - Jan 03, 2011 6:25:44 pm PST #312 of 466
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yeah, much love to you -t. And I hope you know that having you here with us is also a gift.