Right, there comes a point where you have to either move on, or just buy yourself a Klingon costume and go with it.

Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


omnis_audis - Feb 19, 2014 11:31:58 am PST #9452 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

It's like a new Venn Diagram from the one The L Word had.


Connie Neil - Feb 19, 2014 12:42:47 pm PST #9453 of 30002
brillig

And now there's something wrong with the cat. I'm hoping it's just a pulled muscle, but there's something wrong in his back legs. Off to pay the past due gas bill. I remember when vacations were relaxing.


Cass - Feb 19, 2014 1:37:21 pm PST #9454 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.

Puppycat has pulled muscles in her back legs occasionally. A couple of days of painkillers and she's been okay so far. Fingers are crossed for your cat.


Connie Neil - Feb 19, 2014 1:40:47 pm PST #9455 of 30002
brillig

I have cookie dough in the fridge. I can find a spoon. This sounds like a plan.


le nubian - Feb 19, 2014 1:41:41 pm PST #9456 of 30002
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

do we need animal yoga or something? I had no idea.


Connie Neil - Feb 19, 2014 1:48:32 pm PST #9457 of 30002
brillig

We need old animals to stop thinking they're young animals when the youngsters come strutting around acting the way the old animals acted when they were young.


beth b - Feb 19, 2014 2:12:27 pm PST #9458 of 30002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I hope it is nothing,Connie

Now I am sick. I'm not surprised, Matt's cold is the kind of thing I get . Bah.


Connie Neil - Feb 19, 2014 3:29:50 pm PST #9459 of 30002
brillig

Word on the cat. Could be a strain, could be cancer. The vet would be happy to spend a few K of ours on tests. Yeah, sorry. That doesn't get to happen in my world.


erin_obscure - Feb 19, 2014 5:17:03 pm PST #9460 of 30002
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

In my world, as long as the cat is still eating (and maybe warming it's empty kitty nutsack against the heating vent), life is good.

This reasoning, sadly, does not work WRT my pain levels, as I have continued to consume quantities in spite of unacceptable pain levels. But then I also have words with which to communicate my pain to others who theoretically have means of alleviating it.

Speaking of which, i finally broke the code for getting the Pain Management dude to treat me. It was tears. Hysterical, ugly sobs after he tried for the FOURTH CONSECUTIVE VISIT to pawn me off on yet more PT with more "let's make sure this isn't working before we get invasive." Hells no. Get invasive already! PT aint working, and I think 3 months is enough to figure out that it's not the magic bullet he wants it to be. I might have also blubbered about how my savings account for replacement windows is almost all gone on PT and other office visits. Seriously, even with "good" insurance i'm shocked at how much $$$ is going down the drain on endless medical visits that just. aren't. working. So i got needles and trigger point injections. Already walking signicantly better (tho driving was just as bad) and have fingers crossed that maybe, just maybe, tonight will be the night that i don't spend tossing and turning and trying in vain to find a position that doesn't hurt. A girl can dream. (well, she can if she could just fall asleep already!)


Connie Neil - Feb 19, 2014 5:22:47 pm PST #9461 of 30002
brillig

empty kitty nutsack

I have an image of this band playing a double bill with Squirrel Nut Zippers.

Getting medical people to agree to go to the drugs and invasive procedures for pain is ridiculous. It's like the entire American medical industry has been infected with "It will make you stronger and more Godly" Puritainism.