Buffy: A Guide, but no water or food. So it leads me to the sacred place and then a week later it leads you to my bleached bones? Giles: Buffy, really. It takes more than a week to bleach bones.

'Dirty Girls'


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.


Cass - Nov 15, 2013 2:59:26 pm PST #6348 of 30002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I found out that she does not want to donate any organs or body parts (which pisses me off, but those are her wishes)

My Dad didn't either and I was surprised. But honored his wishes.

He's a rock star. Hopefully you both get pain relief soon.


Steph L. - Nov 15, 2013 3:08:41 pm PST #6349 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I got a shot of Toradol on one side and phenergan on the other. Now I'm just waiting for them to finish the paperwork so I can go home and poor Tim can take his painkillers.


Cass - Nov 15, 2013 3:29:31 pm PST #6350 of 30002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I want phenergan like mad. I swear I daydream about the cough syrup with that and codeine the last two weeks. Stupid bronchitis.

Go forth and be heavily medicated newlyweds.


WindSparrow - Nov 15, 2013 5:37:16 pm PST #6351 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.

Teppy, I hope you are both feeling better by the time you see this.


le nubian - Nov 16, 2013 4:13:17 am PST #6352 of 30002
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

Tep,

what I don't understand is how you can type (typo free) while having a raging migraine. Damn.


beekaytee - Nov 16, 2013 4:22:20 am PST #6353 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant

Oh my. It is a bleary morning.

Yesterday was the 27th anniversary of the end of my adventure on the Great Peace March. All day, there were reminiscences on fb. Lots of stories I knew and some that got validated through time.

Coincidentally, one of the Marchers I love most came to town to do a screening of his most recent documentary on the domestic use of drones. After many transport woes (coming from LA), he finally made it here around midnite and we chatted until 3:30. Less of a strain for his body than mine!

It was wonderful, walking down that memory lane...sharing similar stories and learning surprising new things.

Now, he's off to the conference and I feel like ugh.

Somehow, the water situation resolved itself...following a 30 minute, all-taps open flush.

AND, my house smells like a candy store. The internet tells me that peppermint oil works as a deterrent for mice...actually a good friend said it worked and the internet supported him.

SO. Soaked cotton balls all over the house.

Tonight...a black tie event where, hopefully, the petcare company will win one of the two awards for which we have been nominated. I'm going as the 'mouthpiece.'

I predict a MAJOR nap between now and then.


Dana - Nov 16, 2013 4:44:36 am PST #6354 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Steph, I went to a neurologist recently about headaches and she put me on nortriptyline, which has really helped me. For a couple of weeks, I had literally no headaches. I still can get them for whatever reason (sinus stuff, migraine, tension headache), but they're much less intense.


Steph L. - Nov 16, 2013 6:49:50 am PST #6355 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

what I don't understand is how you can type (typo free) while having a raging migraine. Damn.

I AM A GOD. As far as you know. (I also made a pumpkin pie when we got back from urgent care, because we have a family shindig today and you really have to make pumpkin pies the day before.)

Mostly it's that I'm used to functioning with them, so I think I've developed some adaptation skills. Or I'm lucky.

Steph, I went to a neurologist recently about headaches and she put me on nortriptyline, which has really helped me. For a couple of weeks, I had literally no headaches. I still can get them for whatever reason (sinus stuff, migraine, tension headache), but they're much less intense.

I think my mom takes amitriptyline for migraines (I think nortriptyline is a metabolite of amitriptyline). And my understanding is that nortriptyline is also helpful for insomnia and IBS.

But you can't drink on it, boo. Still, I think it could be worth it.


askye - Nov 16, 2013 7:09:03 am PST #6356 of 30002
Thrive to spite them

Teppy I hope you and Tim heal quickly.

Work is eating my brain. The other person who was full time in my position (and had worked for the company for SIX years - but mostly at a different store) left. Her last day was Thursday. She's still going to work on an extremely part time basis but it leaves me with one less resource.

Also my superivisor doesn't have someone she wants to put into the position. I think someone expressed interest but she's not keen on having him there or maybe he changed his mind. So there are going to be 2 part time people working and me while my supervisor tries to recruit someone from the store. They don't hire externally for the position because of the extensive knowledge you're supposed to have (they made an exception for me).

And the schedule has been messed up with weird hours and gaps in coverage. Turns out my department manager decided to let the computer's automatic scheduling go to work instead of having my supervisor do it by hand. Huge screw up. Gaps in coverage, weird coverage, and not enough hours for certain people. So that experiment is hopefully a fail.

But Will took the day off yesterday and we spent the day together and it was really low key. Mostly because of my PMS. We talked about going to see Thor but stayed home and watched White Collar and Bob's Burgers instead.


Dana - Nov 16, 2013 7:52:28 am PST #6357 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

But you can't drink on it, boo.

I...did not know that. Though I never have more than one drink, and I'm on a pretty low dose.

It looks like the primary dangers are an increased sedative effect -- it doesn't put me to sleep at all, so if it did, that would be a benefit -- and an increase in suicidal thoughts -- and I'm not on it as an AD.