I bought it yesterday.
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.
The closest scoop shop is an hour away with traffic and I would be there right now if I could go. I'm glad I went there for a sundae before the diagnosis.
Heck, I still have Halloween candy. Mmm, after season sales on candy corn.
Anxiety sucks. Feeling like you are being pulled under, also sucks. Feeling like you won't get thenkind of emotional support you need sucks even worse. Just in case it might be of use, here [link] is a communication chart. We use them with people who have a hard time saying what they need, etc. It helps us share our knowledge of how to support them. The seminar at which I was introduced to this communication tool, the trainer said she has seen women take a copy, saying they were going to fill it out for themselves and leave it on their refrigerators at home for their boyfriends/husbands. The basic format is "In this situation... when you see me doing this... it means... so to help me, please...." Steph's will NEVER say, "I got a nasty email from my boss, and now I am sitting immobile and unblinking; it means I am freaking the fuck out, so please comfort me by hugging me."
Heh. Tim can always hug me! I'm going to read that link later, but I am currently fleeing the board meeting for the bathroom because they won't stop fighting about the fundraiser. I could be home watching The Flash. Send an extraction team!
These random crying jags for no good reason have to go. I'm sure TCG would agree with me.
I stayed home sick today, again. Probably for the best -- I ended up sleeping pretty much the entire day. Not coughing so much anymore, but my sinuses had felt like they were about to explode this morning, and now they're back down to a somewhat manageable level.
Heh. Tim can always hug me!
Personal bubbles are funny critters. I'm generally ok with hugging, but the more upset I am, the more no-touch-y I get. Maybe your line can read, "I got a nasty email from my boss, and now I am sitting here immobile and unblinking; this means I am freaking out, so if you are my husband please comfort me by hugging me. All others comfort me by ____."
We'll send in our retrieval specialist to get you out of that board meeting. I can haz retrieval specialist to get me out of staff meetings 2 & 3, later this week?
Hil, I'm glad you got some rest and feel a bit better.
Hil, I'm glad the cough is finally letting up.