looks like smonster posted to facebook about an hour ago.
'The Message'
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.
Oh, Nora, I'm sorry.
Nora, I saw that. FFS. If you do get involved organizing a benefit, let me know.
In tangentially related news, I am thinking about mentoring a kid; there are some programs locally. Not sure I'm ready for that responsibility, but it seems one of the best ways to make some small difference.
Oh hi, yeah I'm fine. Xpost. I was still asleep at the time of the shooting, honestly.
My mother wants to meet in New York for my birthday. She's making a big deal about celebrating my birthday (she basically ignored my last birthday, except wanting to know the next time that I was going to be in DC so she could take me out) I don't know why I should make an effort for something that's supposedly for me. Of course, she says we don't have to do it if I don't want to, but the repercussions are a pain. The crap of "I tried to do something nice for you . . ."
My wonderful people, I wish there were magic words to send hearts' ease to all of you who are hurting, frazzled, depressed, doubting or otherwise in want or need.
sj, I hope your mom's knee is all better soon.
Nora, I am very sorry about your friend.
Cass, What rotten timing for horse play. I'm glad your sister is accepting the consequences of not teaching her son a little more consistently.
I need to go to bed, so I can get up and go to work to earn the money I need to pay my rent...but I have a bad case of the "Don't Wanna!"s.
Sanity check: Do I strike anyone here as a hold digging, manipulative bitch?
? Um, no. By no means at all.
Only if there's some alternate universe version of you.