My pedi place has wifi. I may never leave.
Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins. Twenty years old. Born on the fourth of July — and don't think there weren't jokes about that my whole life, mister, 'cause there were. 'Who's our little patriot?' they'd say, when I was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than I am now.
Anya ,'Potential'
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.
Calli - Aug 29, 2013 6:05:00 am PDT #3966 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
erikaj - Aug 29, 2013 6:34:47 am PDT #3967 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!
And I hope she's as good as she seems.
Steph L. - Aug 29, 2013 6:43:52 am PDT #3968 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Giant freakout over the same old shit, so feel free to scroll on by:
Argh. This is Day 3 of a migraine and it's bad. I forsee Urgent Care in my future.
Except the little Greek tailor who has my wedding dress called and has it pinned so I can try it on to approve the length before she cuts it, and if I don't go today, she leaves on vacation and isn't back until September 10.
Also, the weird painful cyst/boil/whatever that I had on my ladyparts is back, and it hurts, and I'm not calling my OB/GYN because clearly the fucking horribly painful procedure she did to me didn't work and I'm not letting her do that again, but holy shit you guys, this HURTS.
Lots left to do for the wedding which is in 3 weeks, Jesus Christ I am overwhelmed.
And job hunting on top of all of this BLOWS.
God, my head hurts so much. I am so overwhelmed and just want to give up on everything and live in a cave.
Sorry. Sorry sorry sorry. I know other people have problems too and I keep whining about mine. Sorry.
erikaj - Aug 29, 2013 6:45:53 am PDT #3969 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!
No, that does seem like a lot at once, Tep.
WindSparrow - Aug 29, 2013 6:54:42 am PDT #3970 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I wish I could be there to play chauffeur, Teppy.
brenda m - Aug 29, 2013 7:02:59 am PDT #3971 of 30002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
You are holding it together pretty damn well, far as I can tell.
smonster - Aug 29, 2013 7:31:33 am PDT #3972 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Steph, given your severance package, could the job hunt go on pause until the weddding's over (except for anything already in motion) or would that not help your stress level? I'm so sorry you're so stressed. Seriously, is there anything you can outsource to Buffistas? I'd love to participate in your wedding in some small way. I have three day weekends, so I could make calls or research things. Sometimes it can help just to have someone to review your to do list and help prioritize.
Zenkitty - Aug 29, 2013 8:48:41 am PDT #3973 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Don't apologize, Teppy, that's an awful lot to deal with.
My headache is on its second day and is about to turn my face inside out. I already had the unstoppable monthly two-day headache, three days ago! Two in one month is no fair!
Beverly - Aug 29, 2013 9:13:12 am PDT #3974 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Laura, my heart goes out to you, it really does.
My fervent hope for StY when he was young was that some older woman would fall hard for him and his excellent domestic, nurturing ways, take him on as arm candy and be willing to manage his calendar and his finances in return. Alas, never happened. But he was never cut out to be self-sufficient. Though he has many friends who appreciate his very many fine qualities and love him dearly, no special someone has come forward to take him on for life.
Realities are often not what society and culture lead us to expect. And I've learned to be okay with that.
meara - Aug 29, 2013 9:25:49 am PDT #3975 of 30002
My fervent hope for StY when he was young was that some older woman would fall hard for him and his excellent domestic, nurturing ways, take him on as arm candy and be willing to manage his calendar and his finances in return
Hah--this is basically what happened with my cousin. We all shook our heads and wondered what she saw in him (he was a bartender who liked to work out, so we kinda knew, ahem. She is a lawyer), but basically said "good for him"...now he's a cop, and apparently doing well (they've got two kids I got to meet at the family wedding a few weeks ago, which was fun, they were adorable!)