Not much to say, bonny. I wish this sort of thing were easy. But it just isn't.
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.
You're sweet, Andi. Thanks.
Sorry to be such a downer. I thought not to mention it at all. To be honest, it's taken me this entire week to just get past it. I'm fine, of course, but you know.
Anyway, returning to your regularly scheduled program...
How'bout them Yankees?
Them Yankee's just lost a series to the A's. Oh, um...not really the response you wanted.
Today was a long day. Lots of different things accomplished. Face still hates me. When I talked with my dad to wish him a Happy Father's Day, he specifically asked after my health, so I told him about the nerve issues and I think I freaked him out. Any other general, how are you doing, I could have skipped over it. Oh well. It is what it is.
I spent all morning trying to find a therapist that I think will be helpful that is near enough by that I won't feel the need to cancel because of inertia. I found a practice that I think will work for me, but I got their voicemail. I hope someone calls me back today. I think I'll feel better just knowing that I have an appointment somewhere.
I get to see vw tomorrow. You can all be jealous now.
I am jealous, of both of you. It does help to think of you together though.
Extremely jealous. Love you both lots!!!
I love the idea of you and VW spending time together, any time. It makes me happy.
And jealous.
What Andi said.
That will be lovely, sj.
And Suzi, sorry that your dad freaked out. Annoying when parents don't fit into their proper parental function of offering support and sage advice. That's what they are supposed to do, right?