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Zoe ,'The Train Job'


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.


Connie Neil - Sep 28, 2014 5:18:00 pm PDT #13458 of 30002
brillig

I hate weekends. Friday was our day to do things. Now it's two days in the house surrounded by my old life and trying to carve out something new. I bounce between cautious anticipation and so much of "why the hell bother."

I know this is all standard and that it will get better--I hope--but damn.

I ask myself "What would you be doing if he was here?" And honestly, not much more than what I do do. With his health, I'd always be worried, and in all fairness, I expect this only happened a few years earlier than it would have anyway.

Nobody wants to go through the coping, we always want to have coped. I just have to keep telling myself that I will get to Have Coped. But he was my bulwark against the world. Having him around didn't change events, but I had him at my back. This being in the midst of Coping sucks.


WindSparrow - Sep 28, 2014 5:41:36 pm PDT #13459 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Nobody wants to go through the coping, we always want to have coped. I just have to keep telling myself that I will get to Have Coped.

Yes, this. Very much this.


Cass - Sep 28, 2014 6:56:18 pm PDT #13460 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.

Nobody wants to go through the coping, we always want to have coped. I just have to keep telling myself that I will get to Have Coped.

You will. You are facing this bravely and it's going to get easier. It's not going to go away but one day it won't define every hour.


Burrell - Sep 28, 2014 7:39:34 pm PDT #13461 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

What Cass said, Connie. You are incredibly brave.


Steph L. - Sep 29, 2014 4:38:35 am PDT #13462 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Argh. The kitty is sneezing a lot more blood. We have a vet appointment at 3:00 today, which I probably can't go to because of work*, and if we end up having to have her put to sleep because it's something horrible, I'm going to be so angry I can't be there.

*(I'm really not sure what the deal is with work. My boss -- who is generally absolutely fantastic to work with -- has told me one thing about when assignments are due, but then keeps asking me WAY before that date if I've been able to return them. And I've asked her for clarification once already, and she clarified the original time frame, and then goes back to asking me "Did you return anything over the weekend?" I finally sent her an email this morning saying, look, here is the exact text of what you've told me about due dates, and I've been working under the assumption that that's correct, but if you need me to work weekends, I need to know that now so that I don't miss deadlines that I didn't know I had. Which is really frustrating. And just, you know, stressful.)


Steph L. - Sep 29, 2014 4:52:05 am PDT #13463 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Argh. Boss emailed back, "Oh, [original time frame] is correct!" THEN GET OFF MY SHIT LADY.


Toddson - Sep 29, 2014 5:13:20 am PDT #13464 of 30002
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"

Plei: yes, that's the site. I didn't link it, but thought the posting would give Jilli and any other gothily inclined a chuckle.


Zenkitty - Sep 29, 2014 6:15:48 am PDT #13465 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Steph, my boss does that to me all the time. "Why isn't this done?" The deadline is 2 weeks from now! "Have you finished this yet?" The deadline is NOVEMBER! It's very stressful. I say, go to the vet with your cat. Work can wait.


Steph L. - Sep 29, 2014 6:23:54 am PDT #13466 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

She assigns manuscripts on a Thursday (or sometimes Friday) and explicitly said that they can be returned on Monday (if she assigns 2, then one can be returned on Monday and one on Tuesday; if she assigns 3, then Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, etc.).

If she sends me articles on a Thursday and I don't have any other work, I start right away, and I can often return stuff the next day. I think she got used to me returning things early, because when I've had other work (as in, work the AMA assigned, which she KNOWS ABOUT) and couldn't return things early, she gets antsy and asks, "Did you return anything yet?" (What I really want to answer is, "You know goddamn well that I didn't because you can see on the database that there are no completed articles under my name, so stop with the passive-aggressive shit.")

But then when I ask her to clarify (yet again) when things are actually due, she'll say "Oh, Monday and Tuesday are fine!"

Apparently when she sends me something, I'm going to need to reply right away with "I WILL RETURN THIS MONDAY."

(And the REALLY annoying thing about this situation is that when she assigned me this article, I told her that I couldn't start on it until Friday *because* of other AMA work, which she knew about. AND this is an exceptionally long article -- realistically it's almost 14 hours of work. And yet she wanted to know if an article I told her I couldn't start until Friday, an article that was 14 hours of work, was returned Friday. NO WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU.)


Steph L. - Sep 29, 2014 6:26:19 am PDT #13467 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I'll probably go to the vet, but I'm just stressed and really rushing my work now, and this is a shitshow of an article where all the statistical data (which is not one of my strengths) appear to be wrong, with no explanation of why the percentages are off by as much as 50%. So every other line I have to put in a comment to the authors to ask them to clarify their faulty fucking math.