Book ,'Serenity'
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
blood type is O-.
Definitely the best blood type. I used to listen to their CDs when I was a teenage closeted babygoth.
At least I don't have a princess to kill and Guilder to frame for it?
I have to stop myself from adding "my wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it" to the end of lists of things ALL THE TIME at work, because I'm never quite sure it will come off.
Well, moot point. He just walked in.
Aw, damn.
I know. I was really pulling for a plot twist where he decided to live wherever it was he visited, but his new roommates(s) still made him pay out the rest of his NOLA rent.
I have therapy in an hour and it's going to SUPER SUCK. Wooooooo.
Lots of love for you, Steph. It's tough, but you are worth it.
Strength to you Steph.
It did in fact SUPER SUCK, but that's okay. It needed to. Now I'm being entertained by the kitten's shenanigans.
After-therapy kitten therapy ought to be an official thing.
Murderbiscuit does seem particularly entertaining.
Ok, so the doctorondemand thing, where the doc prescribed a really expensive cream? The same antibiotic in ointment form was a tenth the price. But the doc who prescribed it couldn't be reached to rewrite the script - so they gave me a free consultation with a different doc - that doc prescribed the ointment, looked at the medical history questionaire and asked me how my depression was doing. I confessed that it had crept up on me again, and she added a script for Welbutrin - on the condition that I follow up in a month's time either with her or my own PCP. Started me on 150mg once a day, to be bumped up to twice a day after a couple weeks. After bumping it up, I started having trouble getting to sleep at night. I tried taking it earlier in the day, didn't help, so I went back to just taking it once a day. That did not help. Last night, after getting home from work at 10, I tried going to bed at 1ish. I was completely awake until 5am. I made myself lie in bed thinking that physical rest of just lying there would be some help and eventually I'd fall asleep. I got up at 5, decided not to take my morning dose of Welbutrin. Finally got to sleep around 7am... woke up at 9:30. I hauled myself to work. What creeps me out is how alert and awake I have felt most of the day, on no caffeine.
Wellbutrin totally gave me insomnia. So frustrating.
So I just got back from urgent care. I've been having stabby stomach pain and no appetite for a couple of weeks. That's different from my usual IBS symptoms, but distinctly far away from my heart. I thought maybe gallbladder, or just stress.
Hand to god, it's constipation. Confirmed by x-ray. (Autofill wanted that to be "Confirmed by X-Men.")
I went to urgent care for poop. I laughed.