Oh, I'm glad, Dana. Glad you did, Nora! Have a nice nap.
And good on you, askye.
So hard, sj. Ooh, but hey, I got your & tcg's card! Thank you!
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Oh, I'm glad, Dana. Glad you did, Nora! Have a nice nap.
And good on you, askye.
So hard, sj. Ooh, but hey, I got your & tcg's card! Thank you!
{{{Dana}}} Today must have been very difficult. I'm glad that Nora could be there.
Liese, I'm glad you got the card.
Thanks for the support. I shouldn't let this situation upset me this much. I went out to do errands and now I am sitting in my car and drinking a hot chocolate, waiting for TCG to get home.
No, that's an upsetting situation. It's not you. I would be upset.
Dana, nap. It's been a stressful time.
I've said it before, and I'm saying it again. I love us. And I love what we do for each other.
We're pretty damn supportive for invisible people who may or may not be Labradoodles with excellent typing skills and an ear for snark.
askye, that really sucks.
ND, hope you get some down time to enjoy the kitties!!!
Get some rest, Dana.
Nora, you rock. It didn't even occur to me, not that I could have gone anyway.
Man, I only worked 2.5 days this week. But boy were they long 2.5 days. Puppy Boy continues to frustrate the everloving shit out of everyone, and will not take personal responsibility. Actual conversation today:
PB: Can I go to the Circle K for lunch?
Me:
t disbelieving stare
(we're not allowed to leave site for lunch for time reasons and we've gone over it time and time again)
PB: I know, but I don't have any food at home. [My roommate] was supposed to go get food last night but he didn't.
Me: Why didn't you go get food?
PB: I don't have any money.
Me: So how are you going to get food at Circle K?
PB: Well, I have a $10 debit gift card.
Me: Wouldn't that have bought more at a grocery store?
PB:
t has no answer
I'm so tired of being his mom, and so tired of trying to referee petty squabbling. ISTG.
But I am home and showered and wearing inside pants, and I think I'll read and go to bed early.
This is very strange.
I got a mail order of a Very Expensive Drug, and one of the normally sealed-with-foil bottles had the foil broken and had 27 pills instead of 30. I can't picture a drug dealer saying, "Psst. I can hook you up with an estrogen suppressant."
Somewhere some druggie is thinking, "well, they probably mislabeled it to try and fool people like me that it's not really good stuff. But I fooled them!!"
edit: with a side of "I'll only take a few so I can find out what they do."
OMG, I love my new Chromebook SO MUCH! Tom dropped my netbook last week and broke the screen so he was on the hook for a replacement. We also replaced my bike over the weekend (Tom's got stolen a few months ago and he's been using my bike.) I feel quite spoiled with toys.
Puppy Boy continues to frustrate the everloving shit out of everyone
I thought he was being let go. I guess I missed something.
with a side of "I'll only take a few so I can find out what they do."
And somewhere he's totally blissed out on a placebo high.