21. Which is normal. Which is not what I usually get on those tests. Hooray for anonymous internet quizzes validating my normalcy! You still can't touch me though.
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
You know why? Your hoops automatically keep people from invading your personal space.
Heh. This is true. (Tho' I've been wearing knee-length skirts and fluffy petticoats recently.)
A new girl (very young, blonde, & perky, oh dear) joined the team today. When she was being introduced to me, my boss said "Oh, and Jillian dresses like this all the time. This isn't a special occasion or anything."
CBT
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Cognitive Behavior Therapy.
CBT
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Not what you think. (Or, okay, not what *I* thought, at first.)
19. Which is odd, considering that I took the Wired one a few years ago and scored in the Asperger's zone.
Part of it, I think, is that I am OK with going to a ball game with tens of thousands of people, because I can set up a personal space bubble in my seat.
I'm OK with going to a ball game with tens of thousands of people because I adopt a "I'll leave you alone if you leave me alone" strategy. When someone I don't know talks to me anyway, it makes me uncomfortable.
CBT
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Not what you think. (Or, okay, not what *I* thought, at first.)
Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Not what you think. (Or, okay, not what *I* thought, at first.)
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Thhhhhpt.
When someone I don't know talks to me anyway, it makes me uncomfortable.
I'm fine with this because I usually steal the conversation.
All the jokes I used to make about me being like Forrest Gump ("Sit next to me long enough, I tell you my life story.") aren't so funny anymore.