Jayne ,'Objects In Space'
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Epic, I'm so sorry about your mom.
Coping~ma to Liese and Maria. The next couple weeks sound rough.
askye, congratulations on the job!
Steph, I've been on Effexor now for about a year, I guess. I had some itching at the beginning but it went away after a few days. Other than that, I've had no problems, and it's working well for me so far.
And I'm so sorry if I poked any old wounds.
Not at all. When we got married, I was too young to do a political alignment check. For the majority of our marriage we just agreed to disagree. But, boy howdy, am I glad I divorced him before the last couple of years of heightened craziness. One of us would be in jail and I'm pretty sure it would be me.
I'm finally feeling over 75% human. I'm currently at the just-walking-around-the-house-is-exhausting stage of recovery. Ugh, I haven't been hit by anything like this for a few years. And now that I can brain again, I have two papers that are due at midnight along with a few discussion posts. I can't fuss about procrastination this week beyond pointing to a brain suffering from headaches and snot.
Steph, I've been on Effexor now for about a year, I guess. I had some itching at the beginning but it went away after a few days. Other than that, I've had no problems, and it's working well for me so far.
The itchiness from the Prozac is subsiding, but isn't totally gone. Apparently it's a known side effect. It'd better go away totally, because it's annoying as hell.
Discussion posts done.
I'm having writers block on the introduction for the main paper. Usually once I can get that done, the rest flows but at the moment, not so much. Mainly because I'm having a hard time reconciling the subsections with the descriptions provided in the assignment. Arrrggggg.
The other paper is adding sections to our final paper based on what I write in the first paper. So this should flow once I get the other one done.
I've been digging through a box of programs and mementos looking for something, and I found an envelope with Buffista calling cards. I love being reminded of those every now and then.
Aww, I have my cards somewhere too although in some box since they were in my office.
Hope the muse makes a visit soon, Suzi!
I still have one that says, "We support and encourage the right to swordfight in tiaras". I love it.
Man, the Bitch Blanket and the tiara exchanges feel like a million years ago. I should go dig out my blanket and wrap it around me like a hug--their intended use.
Oh man, a friend of mine broke her arm today changing the tire on her car. The car slipped off the jack and the wheel well rim hit her arm. Ugh, I have the shivers just thinking about that. I can change a tire no problem, but I hate the car jack portion of the process. I just don't trust the jack.
The muse has gotten me through the introduction but I'm still starting and stopping. The paper requirements are so completely off from the material we are currently covering. I keep thinking that I'll find an angle on this thing and have had no luck so far.
I never did participate in one of the tiara exchanges or the bitch blanket exchange. And I didn't keep any calling cards for myself. But I did get a blanket from Lee as my Secret Santa that my family fights over on a regular basis.
Sounds like you're prudent not to trust the jack.
My blanket is a schmancy evening wrap, black wool twill lined in red and gold sari silk--quite gorgeous, and warm. I never feel like I can wrap up in it and wallow, quite.