Sending you much prayers and ~ma, Ginger. I hope hope hope that radiation does the trick. And please, feel free to talk about anything here.
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.
Ginger - What everyone has said: we are here to be your safe port, wailing wall, and shoulder to bitch upon. You talk about what you need to talk about. We love you and need to know how you are.
Much love and ~ma to you, Ginger. And, what everyone else said about being more than willing to listen.
Also, I wish I could give to this cause. I talked about pits a while back. Unfortunately really deep in a pit myself,one I don't think the Buffistas can do anything about. Normally I would not mention it, but this particular case is one I feel really bad about being unable to donate to.
There have been so many things I've wanted to contribute too also, Typo. I tell myself that I gave when I could and will be able to again. Are you sure there's nothing we can do to help?
Typo Boy, that is part of the magic of the Buffistas. Even when we have only good wishes to add to the pot, it makes the pot that much bigger. As someone who has had times when I wished I could contribute money, times when all I could manage was $5, times when I could give more, and times when I have been on the receiving end - I believe each member of this community has part in each of these actions, no matter the numbers in the tally sheet. There is no way to quanitfy love. And without all the love here, the money would be nothing.
You give when you can. No one's keeping score, and we all just want the best for each other.
I really wish I still lived in DC. I'm in a ton of pain, not sure how well I'll be able to get around tomorrow, and have very little food in the house. There's no grocery delivery out here. There's no anything here.
You give when you can. No one's keeping score, and we all just want the best for each other.
Needed to be repeated.
I hate my body.