~ma for your grandma, smonster.
Gunn: We open a can of Machiavelli on his ass. Harmony: It's Matchabelli, Einstein, and it doesn't come in a can.
'Soul Purpose'
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.
Burrell - Apr 30, 2013 12:50:00 pm PDT #29540 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Scrappy - Apr 30, 2013 12:56:33 pm PDT #29541 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Sending good thoughts her way, smonster. And your way as well.
Cass - Apr 30, 2013 12:58:46 pm PDT #29542 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
~ma for you and your grandma, smonster.
sumi - Apr 30, 2013 1:51:07 pm PDT #29543 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
-ma for your Grandma, smonster.
Happy Birthdays to Ryan and Ford!
So - found my wallet after misplacing it on Thursday. I was pretty sure that it was in my apartment . . .but was afraid that it had managed to disappear into a box. I just had no memory of what I had done with it. Started thinking that maybe I was wrong and I lost it elsewhere so I checked lost & found with the campus police and the student union. No joy.
Then, I got home tonight, sat on my bed and looked at the project bag on my bedside bookshelf. I swear I checked it before, but this time when I looked in it there was my wallet right there on top.
I'm relieved but still feeling a bit silly.
Calli - Apr 30, 2013 2:24:07 pm PDT #29544 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Family~ma, smonster.
smonster - Apr 30, 2013 3:16:31 pm PDT #29545 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Okay, sorry, need to vent.
In addition to previous things talked about, the chiro failed to fix my neck this morning, I'm still PMSing, and I just realized that I forgot to take my antidepressant this morning. So how am I feeling? I'm lonely but I hate the world, I need to eat but nothing sounds good except cookie dough, but I don't have any in the house, I don't want to be alone but I don't want to call anyone, and did I mention I hate the world?
tl;dr the numbness is wearing off, I do believe.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 30, 2013 3:29:23 pm PDT #29546 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
that's not even tl, smonster.
I'm sorry the chiro didn't work. And for everything else.
Burrell - Apr 30, 2013 4:35:44 pm PDT #29547 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Do you have access to something comforting, smonster? Comfort music, or comfort movie, and some comfort food? I wish there was an easier way to deal with heartbreak, but I've never found any way but through it.
Liese S. - Apr 30, 2013 4:56:45 pm PDT #29548 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
You can hate the world! We'll hate the world with you! Seriously, I know we're not there in person, but we are totally here for you, so get your ass in here and vent all you need. The floor is yours for the next however long you need. No need to apologize, just be here, and we'll be here with you.
smonster - Apr 30, 2013 4:56:56 pm PDT #29549 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Well, I just snarfed the last of my chocolate chips. Nothing sounds appealing to watch. Which, considering my assortment of DVDs is sad. I don't feel like cathartic crying, or distracting laughter. I've been listening to Lucero, which someone once described as "heartbreak at its muthafuckin' finest." It kind of helps?
Really, I need to send in my timesheet so I get paid and probably just take another Xanax and go the fuck to sleep.
I will say that I'm proud that I have not just laid around crying today. I went to the chiro, picked up a donation, finally bought some supplements I've been meaning to get, purchased paint markers to make a Kaylee parasol for the fundraiser, got flea stuff from the vet, fixed lunch for myself and RI, and then did a couple of hours of budget and fundraiser stuff. And two loads of laundry, though I haven't folded them yet. Ran out of gas hard around 5 pm, and have kind of fallen apart since then. Ah well.