...we've all got something to grind.
I'm feeling fucking terrible today. This shitty weather, I guess. Anyway, muchas condolencias.
you, too. sniff.
I'm sorry. E-cookie? (I make cookies for sick people, because I despise chicken noodle soup.)
Consider sympathy duly extended. For some reason the area right around the bottom inside of my right shoulder blade is really sore today. Weird. Hope you feel better soon. Is this illness badness, or just a generally achy badness?
Some of each. well, tail end (oh haw) of my monthly euphemism; and then either allergies or a slight cold or both. and i need exercise (my back *is* achy, and i skipped yoga last night, i couldn't be arsed), and it's really dry inside, and it's nasty outside, and i feel tired and cranky most of the time, and my appetite's all weird and stuff. i feel...*grungy.* the bottom -inside- of your right shoulder blade? did you pull a muscle or something?
If it makes you feel any better, my boobs hurt like a motherfucker and the inside of my nose can best be described as "crispy." I've been getting, like, a nosebleed a day.It does make me feel a little more like Spider Jerusalem, though.
Got hit in th'jaw by a limb th'size o'A.J.'s waist this week. Do I get a cookie?Word o' th'day: vaporizer.
hit by a limb? in the jaw? that sucks.LL: yes, "crispy" is exactly right. well, alternating with--um, actually, you really don't want to know. just: there is a very disconcerting sensation that can happen, sometimes. i don't know how to describe it, but...i am having vague trepannation fantasies, lately, you know, just stick in a straw and -zut!- all the crap gumming up the works (mental and physical--i picture a blackish sludge, the same crap that keeps fucking up my browser and computer and goddam blogger and slowing everything down) comes out in a disgusting but oddly satisfying...uh, yeah.never mind.
belle, i feel your pain, well, not really, but I do...because well, we're WOMEN.Bleeding women at that....
"the tribe who bleeds, the tribe who has cramps, the tribe who has water retention and diarrhea and acne-flareups."ah yes. the magical mystery of it all. i feel so *urp* blessed. every yeast infection is sacred! i use it as a starter for my home-baked bread and Matriarch Muffins!
Oh no, feel better!
Belle:Can I be vulgar? Too late!Try being sexy, naked, and doing a two girl toy show while crampy, bloted and....female.GAHHHH!!!
Try being sexy, naked, and doing a two girl toy show while crampy, bloted and....female.Damn. Ren, if I haven't said this before, holy hell, you rock. Because that situation seems to me like the definition of hell, and I'm a goddamn flower.Um, WV is tweaking: cooptme
cooptme!!!! no! fucking! way!!wv's starting to freak my shit out, d00d
jack,why yes,I do rock, but your lady> i grin every time she types.
Aw, poor baby. Want a cookie? I would offer to feed you something spicy and comforting but, you know, other side of the country and all that.jackgoff's right, it's the weather. At night it gets so cold it actually makes me sneeze. My SO finds this hilarious. "ah yes. the magical mystery of it all. i feel so *urp* blessed. every yeast infection is sacred! i use it as a starter for my home-baked bread and Matriarch Muffins! " And this is why I love you, and why every time I hear anyone banging on about Mystical Womanhood (TM) I want to smack her in the head with a frying pan.Not that I'm bitchy and hormonal or anything.WV - ofsbs = office BS?
M'dear, right now I can easily out-whine you; tomorrow I lose an ovary! And I've done nothing on my own blog* all week besides whine.(Actually, at this point, the procedure is technically today, since I have insomnia... Maybe I'll stay up until I'm due at the hospital, at which point, given the requisite anesthesia, I will finally have no choice but to cave in to the necessity of sleep.)* Re: "I've done nothing on my own blog all week besides whine" should probably read "...on my own or others' blogs...". Goddess help me, I have a major case of anxiety-driven blogorrhea. Hopefully you won't mind my dumping some of that here. Bleah! And whine.
Dump away! shit, that is a worthy whine. or kvetch.maybe i should make the open kvetch threads a regular/weekly thing. they seem good for the soul. lack of sleep sucks even if you aren't facing impending surgery, which is a whole nother level of...yeah, that.Ren hasn't slept in four days. and she's beginning to get a little...scary...
i have a new kitty on my lap. I could have food poisoning and I'd be happy.
NEW KITTY!!!! a KITTEN??! pics???
belledame, have a look at my comment at kugelmass's. cheers.
Am I the only one who misreads Kugelmass' name as "kegelmass" and wonder what the hell his ancestors could have done to earn that name.I mean, did they weigh kegel muscles or sumting? Or are they like higg's bosons and actually added the mass to the first kegel muscle, back when the vagina was being created for the first time in the early 90's right before I invented masturbation.And then I notice the U.
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