Oh, twice a day injections of insulin shooting. The really helpful kind of shooting. God, my job (or a lifestyle choice) has made me crass. Helpful medicinal injections.
Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Yeah, I was reading that in a bad way like "omg the neighbors are horrible I heard them plan to shoot their cat!" way.
I was thinking taking pictures of the cat type of shoot.
Here's to hoping tomorrow is a light day at work. It's end of week 8 (of 10). everyone is tired. Everyone is stressed. Students annoying me with whining. Got all 3 shows this quarter loaded in early, and they are STILL bitching. I mean. Ugg. Yeah. Spoons. (Said like The Tick, only with less energy).
Heh.
If you haven't done it before, it's not nearly as hard/scary as it sounds. Much better than trying to give one a pill.
I'm so sorry, Maria. Big hugs and a virtual shoulder.
Thanks, Laura. This has hit me harder than I expected. I haven't been able to do anything today, and there's so much that needs to be done.
Indeed, even knowing it is time doesn't help. It would be nice to be able to compartmentalize and schedule the grief for a more convenient time!
(((Maria))) I'm so sorry. On both counts. Hell, you get all the hugs today.
{{{{{Maria}}}}} I'm so sorry. May you never have to have anything to do with your outlaws again.
Many hugs, Maria