Aw, fuck, Maria. Gut punch is right. I'm glad they're not being cretins about fixing it, at least.
Sorry, Captain. I'm real sorry. I shoulda kept better care of her. Usually she lets me know when something's wrong. Maybe she did, I just wasn't paying attention...
Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Zenkitty - Mar 29, 2012 6:48:33 am PDT #10591 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Fred Pete - Mar 29, 2012 7:09:07 am PDT #10592 of 30001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Eek, Maria. And J.S. deserves props for (1) correcting promptly, (2) contacting you promptly, and (3) being apologetic.
Liese S. - Mar 29, 2012 7:43:40 am PDT #10593 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Yeah, yikes, and good job on you, and good on them for the correction, even if the error is somewhat befuddling.
smonster - Mar 29, 2012 7:45:50 am PDT #10594 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Damn, Maria. Your email was highly tactful, considering, and I'm glad they responded in kind. Definitely not something anyone should have to deal with.
Frankie just got in a fight at the de facto dog park. The dog (a big 1 yo, not super trained) was after Frankie's ball (which he won't even fetch half the time). We separated them, no physical harm done to either dog, but sheesh. Frankie seems to be getting sassier as he matures, and I'm sure it's something I'm doing (or not doing), but I don't know exactly what.
brenda m - Mar 29, 2012 7:48:43 am PDT #10595 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
How old is Frankie again?
smonster - Mar 29, 2012 7:58:02 am PDT #10596 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
About 3 1/2.
Steph L. - Mar 29, 2012 7:58:46 am PDT #10597 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Damn, Maria. You really did handle that gracefully, which is not how I would react to such a damn gut punch.
I wish you peace and comfort from the funeral.
Thanks folks. It was perfect for him. He was a musician -- a drummer -- his whole life. He played in multiple bands his whole life, mostly rock, but also at his church. He had a duo with a friend, who played guitar and sang. His partner performed "Stormy Monday" a la the Allman Brothers during the service. And then after the various people spoke about G.'s life, the pastor announced there would be an unconventional tribute, and played "The End" from Abbey Road, because of Ringo's drum solo.
G. would have loved it.
Liese S. - Mar 29, 2012 7:59:48 am PDT #10598 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Good.
And now go easy on yourself. Did you decide to take the day off or work? (I vote day off.)
Steph L. - Mar 29, 2012 8:04:45 am PDT #10599 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
And now go easy on yourself. Did you decide to take the day off or work? (I vote day off.)
I am at the office because I had a lunch here and needed to get food in my belly now. And I'm going to grab a manuscript to take home and work on tomorrow.
So once I eat my lunch, I'm going to head home, play with the dog, go lift a lot of weights, and take the mother of all naps.
Scrappy - Mar 29, 2012 8:17:31 am PDT #10600 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Sounds like an excellent plan, Teppy!