And who is still mourning Whitney.Wait?! Did they cancel her show? Dude! It's funny, she's cute. Don't cancel Whitney!!
'Shindig'
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And who is still mourning Whitney.Wait?! Did they cancel her show? Dude! It's funny, she's cute. Don't cancel Whitney!!
I meant Houston.
From a no-longer-dressing-the-part-goth: mourning clothes are different. Gothy clothes are ornate, fancy, often distressed. A non goth wearing their only black dress for a week, or rotating through a handful of black tops is very noticeably different than a theatre person or goth who normally dresses in all black, especially if you have any familiarity with that person at all.
Did they cancel her show? Dude! It's funny, she's cute. Don't cancel Whitney!!
A touch too soon, methinks.
Today could be an improvement on yesterday, oh yes.
A touch too soon, methinks.
Cosigned.
Another rainy, thundery day. Blechh.
I think I'm officially overwhelmed, verging on depressed. I've gone back to bed with the Frankster. Need to make new business cards and a million other things, but I've got cramps and it's nasty rainy here.
Wishing you hot beverages and a good book, smonster.
Thanks. I'd have to get out of bed to get those things, but I think I have to get some painkillers, so maybe I will make tea and grab a book or DVD.
Holee shit. One of the new friends I've made as an extra is apparently literally knee-deep in water on the Diablo Cody set. Yikes!!
I'm sorry I've been such a lurking lurker lately. Whenever someone asks for ~ma, I do send it out even when I don't say anything. Need of hairpats and hugs? Same thing. I smile and think "Yay!" when good things are reported.
Sometimes I feel like I'm folding in on myself. Hmm. I'm thinking it may be time for me to talk to my doc about anti-anxiety meds, too.
I think I'm officially overwhelmed, verging on depressed. I've gone back to bed with the Frankster. Need to make new business cards and a million other things, but I've got cramps and it's nasty rainy here.
Last time I was officially unemployed, I was rather glad that the weekly job-seeking contacts form specified 3 per week rather than _ per day. Because there WERE days when snuggling four-legged members of the household was the big accomplishment. And there were plenty of weeks when I met the requirement with the actions of one day. So in this as in many other areas of life, some wallowing is natural and even healthy as long as it doesn't become all wallow, all the time.