Champagne and Xanax got me through the SF2F when I was having major anxiety and panic attacks.
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.
I swear, these hamstrings tighten QUICK. I did a little stretching this morning. Feeling great. And starting around 3:30, started feeling the pain again. Went to stretch them, and sure enough, tight as a drum again. Oy. My body is strange. And it will only get more fun as I grow older, right?
I...kinda see Steph's mom's point about Ativan and a drink. Unless you have crazy low-tolerance or are on a cocktail of other meds.
My tolerance is fairly damn low.
Joe loved the house. We have decided that we're going to take it. Now, we need to come up with the move in money. Which is a lot, but they said so long as we're square on money by October 1, we can start moving in anytime after August 23.
We are relieved and thankful and a teeny bit scared.
Aims, that is so awesome.
YAY, Aims and MM! That is awesome news! You will get the money, I know it!
(And your move-in day is my birthday. Things will go smoothly; I thus decree it!)
Is Emeline still going to be changing schools?
We think so.
Out of all the things I need in life, confirmation that my father is still a self-involved ass, really wasn't on my list. (Although the mortgage industry? also full of asses, so this is not all his fault.) But I would probably break it off with someone else if my relationship were so consistently non-gratifying and like getting sucker-punched all the time...but in the this instance, what am I gonna do? Get seen around town with other people's fathers? And he is like, two neurons off from being a sociopath so histrionics, guilt, or being the Miracle Baby Who Almost Died, chestnuts though they all are, are also patently ineffective. Makes me wanna holler!ETA: I felt like I should add that I would prefer a more positive relationship to all the "hand" in the world, but it does make me crazy how he can make me this little peon that scurries around for him, but he thinks he's doing his part hooking up my TV once every twelve years. Sometimes I want some payback. I'm already the world's buttmonkey, in case you haven't noticed.
Does everybody else have friends from back in the day on Facebook who seem to have become intensely stupid since you were last in regular contact with them? Like people who surprise you with how stupid they've become over the last decade or whatever?