Best purr~ma to Aurthur.
Okay, um, I'm lost. Uh, I'm angry, and I'm armed, so if you two have something that you need to work out --
Mal ,'War Stories'
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.
WindSparrow - Dec 12, 2013 8:38:28 pm PST #7151 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.
Sean K - Dec 12, 2013 10:06:21 pm PST #7152 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Ugh. Lots of barfy barfy. I don't feel so good.
Calli - Dec 13, 2013 1:32:40 am PST #7153 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Also possibly stress-related, Sean. I hope you feel better soon.
Sean K - Dec 13, 2013 2:55:19 am PST #7154 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I've been up half the night with painful abdominal cramps acne vomiting. I REALLY don't feel good. I'm actually a little scared, I feel that bad.
Sean K - Dec 13, 2013 2:56:00 am PST #7155 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Got to try to sleep a little more.
Stephanie - Dec 13, 2013 2:58:52 am PST #7156 of 30002
Trust my rage
Sean, that sounds awful! I know you didn't ask but I just thought i'd add that my best friend and Ellie had horrible stomach cramps and vomiting followed by a sore throat. (Over thanksgiving.) Turned out to be strep.
WindSparrow - Dec 13, 2013 3:10:36 am PST #7157 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.
Wow, Sean. I do hope that whatever this is passes quickly.
WindSparrow - Dec 13, 2013 3:17:30 am PST #7158 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.
Dear 19 year old coworker:
When I tell you that I am done listening to you because I don't want to hear it when you call another coworker a bitch, just stop talking. Don't give me "Well, but..." and then try to tell me that you were just trying to apologize. A real apology goes like this: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." I'm a lot older than you and what's left of my time here in this plane of existence is too precious to waste on justifications that are pretending to be apologies. Just stop talking. Just stop.
Lots of love, Me
Sean K - Dec 13, 2013 6:43:24 am PST #7159 of 30002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
There were multiple times last night I seriously considered calling an ambulance, I was that sick. I still feel like I got run over by a truck that was being run over by a train. I still hurt, and still don't feel so good.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 13, 2013 6:46:50 am PST #7160 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oof, Sean. Is there any improvement from last night? You may want to get to the ER today if you can.
It might be the flu or strep, like Stephanie said upthread.
Thinking about you today.