Anne, that sounds awesome! I've been in dance classes all day, the last one was the best. Now for a brief foot rub! Yay. Though I could use some antacid.
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.
Life at this moment is good.
Thumbs up!
Mine, too, for this very moment. Had a yummy end of the b-day week lunch with two BFFs in Easton, poked in some neat little stores, and I love the drive between here and there. Feeling happy and mellow.
The chicken was, in fact, awesome.
belches discreetly
So far, I've had the weekend I've very much needed, with some good sleep and a day full of serious down-time.
Nora, let me know if you need another jump.
Whinging ahead, sorry.
I am feeling all lonely and loser-y. I know this is not reality-based, and I need to make a list of local people to reach out to when I feel like this. PMS sucks. I need to stop waiting around for StW to call (he's swamped with work) and go places by myself instead of missing out. I need to feed the animals and myself right now, and everything feels impossible. Thank god I don't feel like this all the time any more. But I do feel like this now, and as before I'm torn between wanting to reach out and being afraid of rejection if I do.
Other people's lives aren't about me.
I also need to pick one little thing and do it, and see if it gives me momentum. And as always, I have a hard time telling the difference between needing downtime and being lazy.
Now to feed the animals and myself.
eta hmm, maybe I'll watch Ginger Snaps Back: The Beginning and eat All The Ice Cream.
Feed yourself and critters and then ice cream up, smonster. PMS is really a bitch and it's so fucking not reality.
The chicken was, in fact, awesome.
I really want to make some now. I should plan that soon. Fall means I can roast things and it's bonus heat for my place that also smells good.
{{smonster}} I'm sorry sweetie. We aren't doing anything fun but feel free to come over and watch Breaking Bad with us! (we are mainlining the first season, and are about 6 eps through)
Yeah, the car battery is dead (or the alternator or something) so we are gonna pick up a rental tomorrow morning. I don't want to roust you out of bed, but if you're up a little bit before 9am or so, we could roll with another jump (or a ride to Budget). Don't worry about it though, we can get a cab if you need a lie-in.
I don't think I could handle Breaking Bad right now, from what I've heard about it, but many thanks!
Yes, give me a call in the morning, it'll get me up and to the laundromat at a decent hour. Sorry about the battery!
eta also, I just slammed the shit out of my thumb in a drawer, so apparently the universe decided I needed to cry and get it all out.
Animals and self fed, now engaging phase two: chocolate and werewolves.
hugs smonster gently
PMS does, indeed, suck. Muchly.
Thanks, Anne.
Am also giving myself a Halloween pedicure: orange, then crackle black, then shimmery orange.