Best of luck, Suzi.
'Never Leave Me'
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.
Good luck, Suzi! I'll be keeping fingers crossed for you!
KICK SOME ASS SUZI-Q!! Seriously. That is awesome.
I am throwing this here because I can't really post it elsewhere and it doesn't apply to anyone here or anything, but I just have to say that weak-ass people annoy me. Especially when I never would have thought they were weak-ass and now they are weak-ass and I am completely annoyed by my lack of perception of their inherent weak-ass-ness.
ION - David and JZ and Matilda and Emmett were in my dream last night that consisted of tomfoolery and shenanigans but the annoyance of the weak-ass people has eliminated the details.
Accidental omission, Suzi. I thought it but didnt type it. The best of luck to you in your test!!
Hi Shir. What a delightfully reflective post. L'shanah tova to you and yours.
Moving into the new apartment today. New hardwood floors arent ready, apt isn't cleaned. Luckily, since I have never known construction to come in on time, I did not schedule the movers for today. But this is fucking up my plans to move in stuff today. And I can't just leave because I have to wait for the cable guy.
Side note- one of the wireless networks in the building is named "Anal Fisting 69".
That's hilarious.
I'm with ya about weak ass people Aims.
Zen was so helpful to me regarding my email to former friend that I calmed down so much...I decided not to send it. Instead, I was going to write a briefer, respectful note and mail it to her.
This morning I was told that former friend has been telling people in the neighborhood that I provoked the dog to attack me...this, even after telling me (in writing) that the rescue was negligent, the dog was never socialized, and that he had gone after someone else 'who didn't provoke it.'
Sope. I just sent the email, with even stronger language, outlining every detail of the event and aftermath.
I closed by saying that I will respectfully avoid her on the street and hope that she will do the same and that I am taking the issue of slander very seriously.
Weak ass people, indeed.
Best of luck, Suzi! And erin, ease-ma and simple fix-it to your tum.
Happy new digs, Vortex!
And Happy New Year to you, Shir.
Oh, bonny. The first epithet that comes to mind is Poop! Quickly followed by Balls! There are worse ones, and they are lining up behind my teeth as I type. Waste of air, and from the appearance of things, you're well rid of her not only as a "friend" but as an acquaintance. Spend no more thought or energy on her continued existance than you can manage. Better things and people and puppies to put that energy toward, ones that give good back to you.
Um. Was that too woowoo? Too bad, I'm leaving it. Take from it what you can, ignore the rest.
And hello. Coffee is good, and it is miiiiine. Yes.
People. Life isn't fair. I just spent time letting a friend rant to me over a situation where a kid was allowed to do something yesterday that was denied to her son a couple of years ago. It is complicated but basically come down to her being upset over perceived unfairness. It was challenging to just let her vent and not respond with "life isn't fair". I know it is the mama-bear reaction. Been there, done that.