Anya ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
Even though I was wearing flip-flops? Snerk.
If I could wear my Croc-flops (well, the 4-years-old Lands End version of Crocs slides) to work, I totally would. I live in them as soon as the weather is remotely warm (much to Tim's high heel-loving chagrin).
Oh smonster ... I'm sorry that your sister isn't holding up very well these days. It must be hard to be far away right now, but it's good that you can get her on the phone and that's she's still talking. That's huge. I wish her love and light and strength to get through the next bit of time. And lots of the same to you, babe. *smooch*
What the gorgeous lady said. Poor R. I just wish she could get out of that soul sucking job, that kind of thing poisons every moment.
Sending you hugs, smonster
I've decided this week that my new default baby gift is going to be a blue canary nightlight.
You know, to plug into the outlet by the lightswitch.
OMG my husband got me one of those! Made me so happy I tell you what. And now my kids can sing that song, so he also did good culture work there.
I got one for Valentine's day, since that's "our" song and all.
smonster, I'm sorry you and your sister are going through hard times.
I don't understand the blue canary thing.
The blue canary thing is a They Might Be Giants song. "Birdhouse in Your Soul".
Bitches, do we like this dress: [link]
Sigh - nevermind. Didn't look at the sizes available.
First time I heard this song (which I think was the first time I heard TMBG) I hated it. I bought the tape based on a Sassy magazine review and reading about them and...thought it was horrible. I returned the tape.
I like the song on, but at the time I thought it was weird and dumb.
get it now Aims - that is one of those dresses
Thanks to everyone for the kind wishes for my sister. It sucks to feel powerless, and it sucks that she has been so without hope for so long.
Once again I did that thing where instead of spending an hour focusing (focussing?) on the work I need to do, I tangent off into a rabbithole of internet research which, while somewhat useful, was not the priority. And then I stay up waaaaayyyy too late (12:30, fuck me sideways) and hurriedly spend ten minutes slapping together a document to send to my boss explaining what happened.
OY. In DBT speak - vulnerability high, resiliency low, and I mos def did not use Opposite Action or VITALS. Now, to get what sleep I can.