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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.
Yikes! Parenting is not for the faint of heart!
Ugh. My ankle's been kind of bad all day, but it's getting really painful now. I don't know why. Pretty sure I'm not going to get much sleep tonight -- painkillers are bringing it down to maybe a 5 or so, but that's not enough to be able to sleep.
I really need to get out of the habit of buying stuff when I'm hurting like this. I just ordered some disposable fountain pens and handwriting workbooks from the 1800s, because I really don't like my handwriting. (I have real fountain pens, but haven't used them in a while.)
The arthritis in my hands is getting worse, to the point that my handwriting, even with a ballpoint, is pretty sloppy. I'm probably going to be reducing my fountain pen collection down to the inherited pieces, and aution off my inks. It's sad to see them collecting dust and knowing I'll never use them again.
I'm sorry to hear your hands are so painful, Bev.
Thanks, Windsparrow. It's only partly pain, that's pretty manageable. It's mainly the stiffness that prevents the pretty handwriting. But I can still type, and so, communicate, so that's a good thing.
The arthritis in my hands is getting worse, to the point that my handwriting, even with a ballpoint, is pretty sloppy. I'm probably going to be reducing my fountain pen collection down to the inherited pieces, and aution off my inks. It's sad to see them collecting dust and knowing I'll never use them again.
Oh, no! I would love right of first refusal on any pens that you are putting on ebay or whatever. I had that gorgeous yellow one that you gave me for years, until I somehow bent the body of it so that it would not screw together anymore. Actually, I still have it, I just can't use it.
Laura, I'm not even on the John H Natter diet, but I've skipped & skimmed enough to understand.
I am sorry to learn of the death of your mother. I'm also sorry to learn of the "drama" (not from you) that you have had to deal with.
May God rest your mother and give your family peace. Please don't worry about people who can't have compassion for you. I am sorry for your loss. May you find peace and strength.
Hi Cindy.
Blah. Still awake. Still hurting. At least I don't need to be up early tomorrow. I do need to go to campus tomorrow, though, and driving is going to hurt. Maybe I'll take an Uber or something.