What you did to me was unbelievable, Connor. But then I got stuck in a hell dimension by my girlfriend one time for a hundred years, so three months under the ocean actually gave me perspective. Kind of a M.C. Escher perspective, but I did get time to think.

Angel ,'Conviction (1)'


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.


sj - May 08, 2013 6:50:09 am PDT #29855 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Seriously? Yes. I have NO problem doing that.

No. I really should do it myself, but I'm once again avoiding confrontation at all costs.


Strix - May 08, 2013 6:59:45 am PDT #29856 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

The roids are not making me want to clean, sadly.

And yeah, sj, you should do it yourself. Suggestion? Write a script out beforehand. And if she gets pushy, pull a Bartleby the Scrivener: "I prefer not to." And remember, you can ALWAYS hang up.

Can you email her?


erikaj - May 08, 2013 7:03:15 am PDT #29857 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!

She can't grab you through the phone. But I have to admit, over time, I've developed a real comfort level with not being liked by certain people. (Who needs the esteem of a therapist that sucks? I guess she could mess with your head, but apparently not sufficiently, right?)


Laura - May 08, 2013 7:13:21 am PDT #29858 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

erikaj for the win


Fred Pete - May 08, 2013 7:20:31 am PDT #29859 of 30001
Ann, that's a ferret.

Strix, even walking for a block or two, then sitting outside for a while can help. At least, it helps me -- your mental makeup may vary.


erikaj - May 08, 2013 7:23:07 am PDT #29860 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!

I think watching Ari Gold push people around for years changed me. Although I have never threatened anyone close to me with internment. Although life is long, I suppose. Seriously, though, don't engage. Just "broken-record it" like you are delivering a message about the time. You're done, that's it. If she needed to switch health plans, and dump you, she wouldn't feel that badly about it.


Trudy Booth - May 08, 2013 7:24:59 am PDT #29861 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Prednisone. Ugh. The five days I spent on 'roids have given me a great deal of sympathy for those who have to deal with them frequently (and bewilerment for those who choose to).

I had a new violent symptom each day. The prior one(s) would eventually fade out, but they could pop up at any time. IIRC, it went starving, horny, itchy, ragey, and sobby. Worst. Dwarves. Ever.


erikaj - May 08, 2013 7:34:15 am PDT #29862 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!

My favorite Ari quote that I use in real life is "Could you just die, Bob? Is that something you'd be interested in?"(On a tangent, but mad props to Martin Landau for being excellent as Bob. Because Bob is annoying and kind of a joke, but you get the pathos of a guy whose world has totally moved on without him and that just kills me.) Yes, I spent a whole episode of that Selfridge movie waiting for Piven to trail his wife calling "Baby!" while she calls him "Little department-store boy,"


Steph L. - May 08, 2013 7:36:13 am PDT #29863 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

Man, I loved my last course of steroids. I felt invincible.

Also I ate everything that resembled food. But in an invincible way.


sj - May 08, 2013 7:37:03 am PDT #29864 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

She can't grab you through the phone. But I have to admit, over time, I've developed a real comfort level with not being liked by certain people. (Who needs the esteem of a therapist that sucks? I guess she could mess with your head, but apparently not sufficiently, right?)

I don't care if she likes me or not, it's not that. It's hard to explain why I find confrontation so uncomfortable.