"Then eat them."
Mal ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Whereas I think of my issues as brain raccoons, because they like to knock over the trash can where I keep the crazy, rummage around in it, and make a mess.
Maybe Dr. Raccoon would be able to drive off the brain raccoons?
Dr. Raccoon, MD and Raccoon Ninja.
I love you people.
Speaking of raccoon therapy, woooooooooooo does it SUCK. My stomach actually hurts today, and it didn't hurt before therapy. (My raccoon therapist says that's actually a good sign, because it means I'm processing emotions. Except processing emotions is BULLSHIT.) (And so are my parents.)
Man, I have a hard time getting work done on Thurdsays after therapy. But I have a pile of it. All I really want to do is eat those popsicles in a tube and watch Leverage. But I have no popsicles and really have to do some work so I can earn money to BUY the popsicles.
Maybe along with the Raccoon, you can bring a protective Groot to give hairpats and encouragement. You speak Groot, right?
The Fug Girls have their summer travel tips and they're recommending Iceland (at least the first batch of comments). From one, "The penis museum (seriously) in Reykjavik makes for an entertaining hour." ... why did we not know about this?
What is this new trend of "formal afternoon" weddings? I've gotten the second invite this year for a wedding before 4PM that is "formal". WTF are you supposed to wear? Actual formal wear? Dressy teatime?
Last time I wore a gorgeous floral ballgown, which received many compliments. I was not overdressed per se, but the vast majority of the guests were not as dressy as I was (barring members of the wedding party and the MOG and MOB). Lot of maxi dresses. I could also wear a tea length silk dress (which is what I would normally wear to a late afternoon wedding, but this "formal" BS is throwing me off) And this one is a family wedding, so I have to come correct.
Thoughts?
I've been to the penis museum. It's fascinating. Somebody has a picture of me next to a whale penis that's almost as big as I am.
If my therapist were a raccoon, I'd be a hell of a lot more likely to go to therapy.