I got stabbed, you know, right here.

Mal ,'Shindig'


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.


Steph L. - Sep 12, 2012 6:23:53 pm PDT #20114 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Take a Xanax if you need to. And be upset if you need to. Trying to *not* be upset makes it worse, in my experience. And how you feel is totally legitimate and a natural response, like Liese and Plei said.


Pix - Sep 12, 2012 6:29:24 pm PDT #20115 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

Thanks. I really can't tell you how helpful it is to just get that affirmation. I t heart Buffistas.


le nubian - Sep 12, 2012 6:29:55 pm PDT #20116 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

Pix,

I would lose my everloving shit and I have no known phobias of which I'm aware.


le nubian - Sep 12, 2012 6:30:49 pm PDT #20117 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

In fact, I think I would have a "kill it. kill it with fire" reaction.


Pix - Sep 12, 2012 6:31:19 pm PDT #20118 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

I kind of did want to take a blow torch to the kitchen, honestly.


Pix - Sep 12, 2012 6:31:19 pm PDT #20119 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

But not enough to say it twice. Oops.


Dana - Sep 12, 2012 6:31:31 pm PDT #20120 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."

Note: Please do not kill your house with fire.


Liese S. - Sep 12, 2012 6:35:48 pm PDT #20121 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

I was pretty close.

I chose kill it with bleach. And I still feel pretty nasty, and I probably have more work to do when I move the bins that are out there now. Hi, denial!


lisah - Sep 12, 2012 6:38:33 pm PDT #20122 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate

Ugh, Pix, I had to deal with similar in the house I rented before I bought my place. And I literally have screamed and jumped on a chair when I've seen a mouse in the house. I remember spending an evening crouched on the arm of my sofa at the old place, rocking back and forth and crying while listening to mice scrambling around in my cupboard where I stored plastic bags. I just couldn't deal! I wish I had had a xanax at the time!


javachik - Sep 12, 2012 6:46:14 pm PDT #20123 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

I finally, for the first time in my life, bought rat poison (which being the total animal-lover I am, was upsetting) when I heard them in my attic. They eat through wire and cause havoc and though I actually like rats a lot (I blame Templeton), I can't risk the damage to my house. They're all gone now.

TOTALLY normal reaction, Kristin.

I lose track of who posts where, but my heart is with Sean, Scrappy, Askye, and a whole slew of other lovely folks who are struggling right now. Hugs to all of you. Sorry I am so intermittent in here now - the full time job is sapping me. But it's a good job and I am enjoying it a lot. It's just overwhelming right now. I am working more flex hours now, so the commute is down to less than an hour each way.