With the new drugs, my brain is clear and I have energy again.
Unfortunately, this does not translate to a new focus and dedication to work.
Wesley: Perhaps the whole point of this experiment is hair. Gunn: I vote he's not in charge.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Connie Neil - Apr 29, 2005 8:47:51 am PDT #6457 of 10001
brillig
Topic!Cindy - Apr 29, 2005 8:48:24 am PDT #6458 of 10001
What is even happening?
My boyfriend introduced me as his friend to his parents then wanted me to make out with him in their house. That was weird, yes?Only to girls, I think.
erikaj - Apr 29, 2005 8:50:48 am PDT #6459 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
OK, cause in the end he turned out to be, well, a mama's boy. Wondering if that was a red flag or not.
Scrappy - Apr 29, 2005 8:51:08 am PDT #6460 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
then wanted me to make out with him in their house. That was weird, yes?
if it was in front of them, yeah. If it was just making out, nah.
sj - Apr 29, 2005 8:51:10 am PDT #6461 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
With the new drugs, my brain is clear and I have energy again.
Yay, connie!
beth b - Apr 29, 2005 8:52:27 am PDT #6462 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
so today I am moving boxes out of the guest room to the garage door. Dh will put them in the garage. There is both more and less stuff in that room than I thought. Less boxes, more loose stuff.
Frankenbuddha - Apr 29, 2005 8:52:34 am PDT #6463 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Yay! for Windy City!Lilty!
Lilty Cash - Apr 29, 2005 8:52:57 am PDT #6464 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
sj, that's tough. I've been there before (with the guy on whose bed I'm actually sitting on in fact). You don't want to pick at it (especially if he's all tired and overworked), but it'll nag at you until you get an answer.
G introduced me around as his friend yesterday. (Not that there's a better explanation right now). His roomate chuckled and said "Finally. We've heard a lot about you." Then I saw my picture on the wall, and his mom called and wanted to talk to ME. It was actually pretty validating, in an evil sort of way.
ChiKat - Apr 29, 2005 9:06:18 am PDT #6465 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Where in Chicago are you, Lilty? Do you know the neighborhood? And, welcome!!!
Daisy Jane - Apr 29, 2005 9:10:44 am PDT #6466 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Chances are anyone to whom I'm introducing the person I'm seeing has probably heard about the person I'm seeing. I'm not sure I've called anyone my boyfriend since my sophomore year of high school.
If it's someone I just met too, I would probably feel a little weird explaining my relationship to someone to a stranger.
The exception to this is if I'm deliberately ridding myself of someone, or helping a friend rid themselves of someone. Like the time my 2 best guy friends took me out for a night on the town and told skanky girls I was their girlfriend (Unfortunately, it was sometimes the same skanky girl, so I got kind of a reputation around that club- and I wasn't even the skanky girl).