And I took so long composing that post that I totally missed being able to send Teppy some virtual fancy tacos and lots of love. It IS hard work and you are doing it.
Simon ,'Safe'
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.
Therapy is so hard, you guys. So much harder than I anticipated.
I actually said that to my therapist on Tuesday. She laughed ruefully.
I need new glasses, and I'm pretty sure they're gong to have to be bifocals.
I have bifocals, and you can't really tell by looking at them. But they've done wonders for my headaches.
I'm ok with it, but I am a little boggled: is this middle age? I am not middle-aged, am I? I AM?! How did this happen? This is not my beautiful house!
Bifocals, hairs on your chin, making noises when you stand up--I know.
I need new glasses. mine are progressives, but they are very scratched and I don't think they really fit my head, they leave groove over my ears and not because they are heavy. They are light but I think my head is fatter than it was when I bought them 8 years ago.
It's weird to gain weight in your skull and not just your face.
Leonard Cohen is gone.
Oh, fuck 2016.