I discovered today that someone I'd hoped to never ever see again ever is working on this show that I'm on. I probably won't have to see her much after this weekend, but this show has become less pleasant than previously expected.
You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who's in ruttin' command here.
Jayne ,'The Train Job'
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.
Sean K - Feb 24, 2012 3:48:19 pm PST #8466 of 30001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
brenda m - Feb 24, 2012 5:02:01 pm PST #8467 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Ugh, Sean.
My day started with a neighbor I'm pretty sure calling the cops on me for having the dog off leash in the park and ended with a performance review where I got to tell someone who I'm pretty sure was expecting a hefty bonus that she is getting no bonus or salary increase. Fun.
Steph L. - Feb 24, 2012 5:09:25 pm PST #8468 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
So, my mystery symptom is probably not thrush.
Yay! I generally hate to be wrong, but this is one time I am thrilled to be wrong!
Atropa - Feb 24, 2012 6:35:33 pm PST #8469 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Aaand my regular doctor just emailed me (she was busy today, so I saw her co-practitioner). It's a known symptom of Flagyl, and once I'm off the stuff, it'll go away. Tho' I made the mistake of googling the name she told me ( "hairy tongue" ), and I mildly squicked myself.
ION, oh how I love Written? Kitten!. Yes, give me cute kitten pictures as a reward for writing. It's not quite what I want (why can't the magical writing fairies give me, oh, new Fluevogs for each new section I write?), but it is extra motivation.
ChiKat - Feb 24, 2012 8:25:13 pm PST #8470 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I know you understand the fear that's always ready to jump out.
You're right. Unfortunately we both understand it all too well.
Sean, that sucks. I'm glad you won't have to see her after this weekend. Makes it a tad easier to handle crappy situations when there is an end in sight.
brenda, you deserve a nice, adult beverage this evening. Hope you got one.
Jilli, yay to no thrush! But, the name of it is just gross.
So, my vet sent a sympathy card that had a poem in it that I know they meant in a sympathetic and kind way, but it totally sent me over the edge. Stupid poem. Couldn't even read the whole damn thing and not sure if I ever will.
aurelia - Feb 24, 2012 8:32:18 pm PST #8471 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
ChiKat, I got a card like that for Petri. It's like being ambushed with emotion.
DebetEsse - Feb 24, 2012 8:33:17 pm PST #8472 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I bet I got the same pamphlet, at least twice. It's...less than helpful.
Burrell - Feb 24, 2012 8:35:23 pm PST #8473 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Ugh ChiKat. I remember getting a card like that, didn't want it, not from the vet. I'm not close to my vet like that.
ChiKat - Feb 24, 2012 8:52:26 pm PST #8474 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
It's like being ambushed with emotion
Exactly. I mean, I totally realize that A) they were trying to be kind and 2) my emotional state is extremely fragile right now, but dear god. I do finally feel like I can breathe without having to force air into my lungs, but I still find myself crying several times a day on my own. I don't need any help with that.
Shir - Feb 24, 2012 10:11:07 pm PST #8475 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Yes, he was your son, but he was my husband. You don't have the monopoly on his wordly possessions, or the final say.
Oh, {{Maria}}. Wise words. I'm holding you in my thoughts.
Sean, I'm sorry about that person. {ChiKat}, sorry about the awful card.
askye, the drama sounds bad, but work without that woman sounds better.
On My List: post-doc people who are confusing between correlation and causation in a project we're involved in. (Dude: you're teaching this in three different classes, from three different perspectives. You're honestly telling me you can't realize what you just said in your email?).