We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die.

Mal ,'Serenity'


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.


Connie Neil - Mar 01, 2012 12:36:26 pm PST #8932 of 30001
brillig

things that never bothered me (like the dark) are huge right now.

When Hubby's out of the house, I'm suddenly timid about things that don't ping me when he's a couple of rooms away. I try very hard not to think about living alone.


le nubian - Mar 01, 2012 12:36:52 pm PST #8933 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

hold up. Lee! You officiate?

Since when?

Congratulations Juliana! How wonderful. Many happy years for both of you.


Zenkitty - Mar 01, 2012 12:43:51 pm PST #8934 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Congratulations, Juliana! Stealth wedding!


Glamcookie - Mar 01, 2012 12:51:29 pm PST #8935 of 30001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Whoa! Congratulations, Juliana! Pictures?


§ ita § - Mar 01, 2012 1:20:40 pm PST #8936 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Congrats, Juliana!

And there are songs I'm probably never going to listen to again.

20 years, and I haven't listened to It's So Hard To Say Goodbye (I have difficulty typing the title and keeping my composure) outside of two funerals. I'll leave the room, talk madly, mutter to myself, shoot the radio, whatever it takes to get away from that song.

It's the only song I own on CD that's not on any of my iTunes installs. My completist streak is not masochistic.


Maria - Mar 01, 2012 1:45:28 pm PST #8937 of 30001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

I'm consumed with the sense that I am utterly alone now. I don't have my partner. And I hate it.


Zenkitty - Mar 01, 2012 1:47:56 pm PST #8938 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

There's a whole genre of music I can't listen to anymore. Siouxsie and the Banshees comes on the radio, I still have to turn it off.


Connie Neil - Mar 01, 2012 1:56:06 pm PST #8939 of 30001
brillig

Nothing can replace him, Maria, but use us as you need to.


-t - Mar 01, 2012 1:59:39 pm PST #8940 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

{{{Maria}}} It's so hard. I liken it to being half of a team of oxen and now you have to pull alone so you keep turning in circles, if you move at all.

I don't want to tell you it gets better or easier because that doesn't seem accurate to my experience, but you get better at coping with it and the challenges change.

I'm just starting to listen to music again, within the last couple of months. And it's still weird. And it was only when I started actually enjoying comedies again that I realized I hadn't for a long time.


Ginger - Mar 01, 2012 2:05:50 pm PST #8941 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

le nubian, I met with the gastroenterologist this afternoon, and I have an appointment for the colonoscopy and a scope of my esophagus and stomach. ("We'll do it at the same time," he says, then he sees that I'm visualizing this. "On the same day, I mean. Not the exact same time.")

The first available appointment is at the end of April, though. My nerves will be shot by then. I can keep calling them to see if there's a cancellation, but that's awkward because I then have to find someone to drive me there by 6:30 a.m. and hang around until 10 or so. I'm going to e-mail my doctors to see if they think it's important for me to do it earlier. There's also going to be a co-pay I can't afford for the one test. The GI guy did nothing to make me more cheerful by asserting that my results don't look like GI bleeding to him. I want GI bleeding, damn it.

Maria, I know the most unlikely things will keep ripping the scab off, but it does get better. I bet I can come up with an Americana/folk playlist that you've never heard.