Hey! What a surprise! Hostile 17! Can I get you a drink, Hostile 17?

Xander ,'Dirty Girls'


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.


WindSparrow - May 24, 2012 8:15:48 am PDT #13863 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Hurrah for evening hours. And $14 is pretty reasonable, I think - I pay $12.


Connie Neil - May 24, 2012 8:24:30 am PDT #13864 of 30001
brillig

Our vet is part of the PetsMart, but they're wonderful. The desk staff say hello to Shadow without being reminded of his name, other staff will poke their heads in "to see the adorable black kitty," and he doesn't try to eat the vet. He's very calm at the vet, he just mumbles under his breath a lot.


askye - May 24, 2012 8:25:18 am PDT #13865 of 30001
Thrive to spite them

I might have paid something before and never paid attention. I still have to take Dean to the ER vet tonight, which is fine, but I have someone to go to for follow up care and to take Penny.


Strix - May 24, 2012 8:42:48 am PDT #13866 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Zen, everyone should love my dad. It should be a rule.

Connie, our current Scot is Shadow too! My mom is Not Original when it comes to naming our Scots. There's been:

Muffy, who died fending off a PACK OF WILD DOGS when I was a toddler. She was our feistiest, most protective Scot—she attacked a HORSE when it came on Her Property with a rider unknown to her.

When my dad told me the story of her dying—he was putting together a crib for me when he heard her barking and ignored it for a while, and by then it was too late, but two of the feral dogs were dead and Muff's wounds were too bad to save her—is the second time I have seen him cry in my life (other time was when Grandma had to be put in a nursing home with dememtia — he'd still spit in the face of God, should God exist, for THAT.)

Then Sassy, Pepper and now Shadow. I love Scots. They are great dogs. Smart, small but mighty, protective, FAST, mellow but alert, extremely loyal, good hunters.


erikaj - May 24, 2012 9:09:07 am PDT #13867 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Terriers rule! Mine's getting old, but if somebody messed with me, all I'd have to do is tell the cops to follow the blood trail from his ankles(she's a Jack Russell...she's short but relentless.)


DavidS - May 24, 2012 9:46:46 am PDT #13868 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Muffy, who died fending off a PACK OF WILD DOGS when I was a toddler.

Muffy the Feral Slayer! She saved the Erin. A lot.


Strix - May 24, 2012 9:59:41 am PDT #13869 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Muffy the Feral Slayer! She saved the Erin. A lot.

OMG, I am tearing up a little at this. *sniff*

Sass was our dog from 86 to...2005? She was pretty mellow, but one time, (at band camp), no, during summer vaca when my little sister and I were teens, we were sleeping in and my mmo was out of the house, and my grandpa came by, came in the house. He was going to sneak in and wake us up.

Sass knew him, of course, but none of Her People were awake to give the ok, so she stood between Grandpa and the bedrooms in the dining room, and was all like "I'm not attacking you, but you can't come any further." And she was a pretty laissez-faire Scot, but Gramps was all "Hmm. Nope. Better not!"

Now I have that terrier song from "Best of Show" as an earworm. Thanks, brain.

(Scots were bred to hunt badgers --fucking BADGERS -- in their dens. They are bad-ass little dogs. Mom and dad's current Scot, Shadow is 35 lbs, which is LARGE for a female Scot, and it is pure muscle. And she is fast as fuck. Scots' jaws have the gripping strength of a German Shepards'.)


erikaj - May 24, 2012 10:32:35 am PDT #13870 of 30001
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

Stood up against sexism on facebook...that oughta last for a second and a half. But it feels good to not let it slide and laugh uncomfortably.


askye - May 24, 2012 10:44:49 am PDT #13871 of 30001
Thrive to spite them

So I can deal with Dean's issues sooner than I thought.

I was released from my temp assignment. I was too far behind in the training and making too many mistakes. I was never explicitly told, "you should be at X point but you're at Y point". I knew I was having problems with certain things but I didn't think it was that bad. Of course I never actually asked "am I on track with my training?"

I'm feeling a little humiliated, and a little ashamed and stressed out. And a little bit like a failure. But now I'm goign to go put the emergency vet's address in GPS and go deal with Dean.

The temp agency does have a job for me for tomorrow, and then Tuesday-Friday and after that they aren't sure.

One the other hand I think I know now that if the job description primarily deals with lots of numbers and any kind of accounting I should not take it.


Nora Deirdre - May 24, 2012 10:52:25 am PDT #13872 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Ugh, askye- I'm so sorry. What a disappointment. Don't beat yourself up though- sounds like it probably wasn't a good fit for you and what you're comfortable with. I hope the next assignment turns out to be super awesome to make up for this.