I'm failing at this life thing.
No, you're not. You're just going through a bad patch. You'll get through it and you'll be all right.
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
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I'm failing at this life thing.
No, you're not. You're just going through a bad patch. You'll get through it and you'll be all right.
quester, I suspect it was I who killed the thread!
I'm so sorry that you're getting squeezed financially. It's so hard to get traction.
Beer broad is awesome.
I'm failing at this life thing.
Not. I certainly have been there, many times. Also, I can't think of a successful at life person of my personal acquaintance that hasn't been exactly there too. Doesn't make it suck any less, but it seems to be part of the getting through this life package. Also, {{hugs}}.
Don't worry, quester. Bitches lives.
Zen, IDK what size you're wearing currently, but here's one long-sleeved t-shirt option that goes up to a Misses XL: [link]
Another long-sleeve option, in a scoopneck
quester, I feel your financial pain, and the related self-esteem issues.
Nora, the cranky is back. Apparently I just need to keep drinking. Also, remind me not to go into Walgreens while tipsy? I spent AN HOUR AND A HALF wandering around, dithering on prices, ogling nail polish, etc. And then couldn't even use one of my two coupons because "hand cream" doesn't qualify as "hand lotion."
Don't wanna play tour guide this weekend. Don't wanna be bright sparkly "love my life in NOLA" smonster. Wanna be pouty "hand stapled to forehead" smonster.
And, damn, I have failed that particular fail more than once myself. It sucks, and I'm sorry.
Thank you, JZ, I like those! I'm currently in a 2x.
Not getting any traction is right. Pretty soon I will have to renew the forbearance on my student loan...again. I think I'm getting somewhere and BAM! The shit gets deep again!
Don't wanna play tour guide this weekend. Don't wanna be bright sparkly "love my life in NOLA" smonster. Wanna be pouty "hand stapled to forehead" smonster.
Um, maybe keep drinking through the weekend?