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Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[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.


amyth - Jun 06, 2014 5:23:09 pm PDT #11193 of 30002
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen

So sorry, Sail. Much passing ~ma to Elliot.


erin_obscure - Jun 06, 2014 5:45:00 pm PDT #11194 of 30002
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

Oh now, so sorry Sail ~ma and purrs and hugs (if you want them)


SailAweigh - Jun 06, 2014 5:55:11 pm PDT #11195 of 30002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Thanks, all. I appreciate the kind thoughts like you wouldn't believe. I do think it was the best thing to do for Elliot, but it's still really hard to let go. This is the first time I've been catless in 16 years. It's a bit of a shock not having an excited pet greet me at the door the way I've been used to. At least I got to get out and give him a nice send off with friends, tonight. I drank a Gumballhead beer (named after a comic book cat) in his honor. We all tipped a glass to him and bid him a good passing.


Nora Deirdre - Jun 06, 2014 6:00:02 pm PDT #11196 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I like Gumballhead. What a tough day, Sail.


Cass - Jun 06, 2014 8:00:20 pm PDT #11197 of 30002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

That's a very hard day, Sail. You did the kindest thing but it's so hard.


beth b - Jun 06, 2014 9:20:19 pm PDT #11198 of 30002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I'm sorry, Sail


Maria - Jun 06, 2014 10:40:32 pm PDT #11199 of 30002
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 so sorry, Sail. Much love and peace to you.


javachik - Jun 07, 2014 10:57:58 am PDT #11200 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

Oh Sail, I'm sorry about your sweet Elliot.


Hil R. - Jun 07, 2014 4:20:22 pm PDT #11201 of 30002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I'm so sorry, Sail.

ION, my body seems intent on completely falling apart today. I've strained muscles and dislocated joints doing the stupidest things. Just pulled a muscle in my neck while trying to plug my cell phone into the charger. I'm doing that 30 day ab challenge thing, and I've only done about half the stuff for it that I'm supposed to do today, but I'm not doing the rest, because I'm sure I'll end up hurting something else.


SailAweigh - Jun 08, 2014 8:04:39 am PDT #11202 of 30002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Nora, I also tried the New Belgium Snapshot, which I liked better than the Gumballhead (still a good beer, but I was more in the mood for the Snapshot.) I can be a little iffy about wheat beers, but Snapshot really stood out to me as head and shoulders over most. Nice citrusy-tart finish that just kept my mouth all happy and perky.

I took a day trip to some caves in Iowa with friends, yesterday, to get myself out of the condo and my own head. We attempted to spelunk a little, but none of the smaller (only had to bend in half, no crawling on knees or I would have been so out of there) tunnels led to anything of great significance. Still a lot of fun. We walked a lot of trails, too, mainly up to various levels of the bluffs to overlooks that I refused to get any too close to as, along with being afraid of really small spaces, I don't much like heights either. Afterwards, we stopped at a pub where I tried out Young's Double Chocolate Stout that had the creamiest, chocolatey, foamy head on it that I've ever had. It was like drinking a stout milkshake almost.

Getting out helped my mood a lot. I'm thinking I may have to go take in a movie, today, to do the same thing. Keep myself busy, so I don't keep thinking sad, sad, sad.

Hil, it sounds like you're doing exactly what you need to do; you know your body best. If it turns out taking 60 days instead of 30, that's no bad thing.