{{Maria}}
Nandi: I ain't her. Mal: Only people in this room is you and me.
'Heart Of Gold'
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.
Ginger - Feb 24, 2012 11:47:11 am PST #8445 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
JZ - Feb 24, 2012 11:50:54 am PST #8446 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, Maria. Oh, love.
SailAweigh - Feb 24, 2012 11:55:30 am PST #8447 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Aw, man. {{Maria}}
Strix - Feb 24, 2012 12:07:03 pm PST #8448 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Oh, honey.
Zenkitty - Feb 24, 2012 12:53:33 pm PST #8449 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Oh, Maria. That's hard. I'm sorry.
le nubian - Feb 24, 2012 1:00:21 pm PST #8450 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Oh man, Maria.
Ginger - Feb 24, 2012 1:06:31 pm PST #8451 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
All of this weirdness finally bounced back to my PCP, who just called me to say this had been handled all wrong, she'd talked to a gastroenterologist and gastroenterology will call me Monday or Tuesday. The bad news is that they're probably going to want to look at my whole damn intestinal tract. Everyone seems to think the odds are it's something like an ulcer, which would be the good news.
Sigh.
Zenkitty - Feb 24, 2012 1:08:20 pm PST #8452 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Erin, my niece has a hot tub that I and my friends are always welcome to use, so I suggest you come to my place, and help me organize my office, and we'll re-write my resume in the hot tub while drinking wine.
I used to IM a lot, until the group of friends I IMed with broke up over an argument about which was worse, RPF or underage-porn fic. (Not even kidding.) I don't like talking on the phone, and I'm always wandering around or doing something else while I'm talking, but the only people I talk on the phone with for more than five minutes are my sister and my BFF, so that's okay. E-mail is my favorite form of communication.
Ginger, may your appt get scheduled soon and the results be non-worrying. sj, may you get your house and quickly get on to the fun parts of picking paint colors! Pain-free ~ma to everyone with back aches and head aches and joint aches. What's up, you'd think we were getting old.
Gosh, there's a gorgeous sunset happening out there.
JenP - Feb 24, 2012 1:10:00 pm PST #8453 of 30001
Ginger, I haven't gotten the post out yet, but I am really thinking good thoughts for you. Nothing at all or completely manageable, is what.
Maria, I'm so sorry.
Steph L. - Feb 24, 2012 1:13:08 pm PST #8454 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Maria, that's so, so hard. Maybe some of Rob's friends or family have voicemail from him, and you could record that. If you're willing to ask around, I bet someone has something.