Blah. I think this is the fourth night in a row that I've been in too much pain to sleep. It's a lot better than it was, but still, too much.
Willow ,'Bring On The Night'
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.
Sending my love to all of you.
Love you too, Andi.
I don't like pain. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it's bad.
I'm sorry, Hil and Ginger. Love you back, Andi.
And hi, Karl.
Hi, Beverly. (I keep forgetting we're in the same time zone now!) Glad the eye thing wasn't worse, but I'm sorry it's happening.
Goodness, Beverly! Much eye-ma to you.
Eh. I'm actually pretty chill. I know it's actually a thing, which is a relief. Nothing I can do till the place calls, so I'm just being patient. Having a diagnosis other than I'm imagining it is good. But I'll take the good thoughts gratefully. I'm sure I'll need them when the worry sets in.
I had a friend who repaired dolls. She sometimes replaced eyes, or reset the ones still there that little fingers had pushed into the doll's head. This sounds like something that would happen to an old doll--"Well, the color is flaking off the back of the pupil. I can repaint it, or you can replace the eye, or let it go as is."
Vortex, I'm sorry. I hate when employers do that. Figure out if you want the job filled before you post it.
Good luck, meara!
Eye~ma, Bev!
{{{}}} to all of the Bitches. Be kind to yourselves, especially if the rest of the world isn't.
Hi, Maria! I hope your day improved yesterday.
This sounds like something that would happen to an old doll
Sometimes unrestored is more valuable.