The Editorial Department's trough o' chocolate is refilled! There was audible rejoicing.
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.
Mmmm, chocolate. I think I'm going to have to make chocolate chip cookies from scratch very soon. Except I don't have a mixer any more. Shit. Hmm.
I just had an interview for a job very similar to my next-to-last job. I didn't ask for ~ma because I'm not sure I want it if it's offered to me. It's another non-profit with uncertain funding, it's hourly and less than I made at the others, and no health insurance until maybe July. If the job lasts that long.
Wow, I sound really enthusiastic, huh? Also, they have an internal candidate, so I don't know how good my chances are anyway.
But hey - always good to practice interviewing, and not a bad thing to get to know this ED better in case she hears of something else.
Off to have a mini-potluck with a neighbor. And she's lending me her extra bike indefinitely! Woo hoo! So that's good. And I was very productive today, so yay me.
In a spirit of optimism, I give you Curtis Mayfield - [link]
Excellent Song!
I really fucking hate this goddamned roller coaster. I'm bawling because I just watched a fictional character on TV give birth, and I am so very angry because that will not be me. I won't have that, and it's not fair. It's all not fair, and I just want it to stop.
I thought I had made peace with the idea. Guess not.
{{{{{Maria}}}}} I'm sorry.
Oh, Maria, I'm so sorry.
I'm just so tired of it all. I feel like I've found some equilibrium, and bam, it's gone in an instant. I can't make it stop.
Oh Maria, I am so sorry you have to go through this. I wish I could say that you won't continue to get sucker punched way too frequently, but I won't lie to you. But I can promise you that you will survive and you will be stronger than ever on the other side. I know you have no clue what lies ahead, but it will get easier. I promise.
What Laura said, Maria. Those blindsides are going to come for a little while, I bet, but just take it one day at a time. Just get through this minute, and don't think about anything else right now.
The emotional roller coaster is why they used to give a year for deep mourning in olden days, and even after a year some sign of mourning was worn. I think people were more allowed to be actively upset back then.