Ouch Beverly. I hope H's surgery goes well and he heals quickly.
Harmony ,'Conviction (1)'
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 no! Swift healing for H!
Yikes, Beverly! Healing ~ma for H.!
Am so tired. Good day, fun company, long drive, bad meal, much wine.
Poor H and wrist of H!
The richest possible healing ~ma coming H's way, Beverly. May the bones knit easily and the trauma be fleeting.
Thanks, guys. I'm waiting to hear how surgery went. No, dear, you don't want to get dressed and get in the car and sit in the parking lot while I run to the pharmacy for pills, drive home, get undressed and get into bed. Stay in the hospital tonight, where you can have the good drugs in your IV and the bed has infinite positions, and the nice professionals can be handy should you need them.
Hope he heals quickly.
So today wasn't too bad. I mostly had to say, No we don't have that. No we're sold out. I'm sorry you can't order it. It was only for this weekend.
Some people were calling about items they wanted to get tomorrow. Stuff that were doorbusters when we opened yesterday.
OK amazingly bad dreams.In dream ran into an ex. Only she had changed. She was now headless, dragging her head along in a little red wagon behind her. And then she started explaining that having a detached head was not a problem. In fact it was quite liberating. :And then she started describing all the new sexual positions being headless made possible. And I kept telling her "I don't want to hear this. I'm not with you any more. None of this is my business." And she kept telling me details. And I think I may stay up a few minutes before going back to sleep. Vivid dreaming is not always a gift.
Yeah, that dreamland isn't a joy to dwell in.
Somehow, I went to bed pregnant and woke up with a NINE YEAR OLD.
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