treat them the same way I treated the people outside my brain who did disappointing or insensitive things: instead of wasting my time and energy and setting myself up for more failure by trying to make them stop, I could just shrug, say, "Well, that was nasty but totally unsurprising," step around it and keep moving.
I think I am going to use this as a mantra for dealing with the bugfuck crazy parts of my family. And really? They aren't all bugfuck so much as they are clearly delineating which are and which are not. Which is sickening but comforting because there are some that I just can write off. I will still end up around them at times and I can be perfectly pleasant when that happens.
Oh. And well-trained *is* smart. Though not eel-trained which is what I wrote twice. My typo made me want sushi.
In completely other news, I am mad in love with this t-shirt.
LOVE that t-shirt.
No one's posting. pout pout pout.
Sorry, Teppy can't post right now, as she's too busy with a full program of self-loathing. Please leave an insult about her stomach at the sound of the beep.
I only just got home. The next time I'm in LA, remind me there are some people I have to kill.
I got another phone call about that internship. They're still trying to work out some details about whether to hire someone, since this is a new position that they just kind of created because they realized that they needed someone to do it and they didn't have anyone who could, but he said that he'd call me back tomorrow to let me know if it goes through.
Sounds good, but the waiting is crazy-making.
The next time I'm in LA, remind me there are some people I have to kill.
As long as it ain't me, sure!
Unless you called my office today at 5 pm with a last-minute order that kept me there 2 hours late, you're fine.
Sometimes clients just. don't. think.
