I have to call a nasty collection agency in a minute, and I still haven't decided what I'm going to tell them. It's a dialectic. I'm either going to say, "Go fuck yourself," or, "Ok. This is what I'm willing to do."
Book: I am a Shepherd. Folks like a man of God. Mal: No, they don't. Men of God make everyone feel guilty and judged.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
vw bug - Jan 24, 2007 5:25:16 am PST #2433 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Ailleann - Jan 24, 2007 5:25:56 am PST #2434 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
even if a person isn't poly, wouldn't they be familiar with the word itself?
Though the word makes sense in an English-y sense, I had never seen it used until my first visit to the Recs of the same name.
erikaj - Jan 24, 2007 5:26:58 am PST #2435 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
I wasn't. The internets, she has been an education in many ways, great and small.
DavidS - Jan 24, 2007 5:58:16 am PST #2436 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
tommyrot - Jan 24, 2007 6:00:59 am PST #2437 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Apparently our brains are hardwired for magical thinking.
I tend to be aware when my brain does any such magical thinking, and then I discount the magical thinking.
That's probably why I'm going to hell.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 24, 2007 6:11:35 am PST #2438 of 10001
What is even happening?
I'm glad they touched on OCD near the end, because it was on my mind throughout the article. Hey! Maybe I made that paragraph appear.
I seriously wondered about whether the following is backed up by sociological research, or is an assumption, though:
“The point at which the culture withdraws support for belief in Santa and the Tooth Fairy is about the same time it introduces children to prayer,” said Jacqueline Woolley, a professor of psychology at the University of Texas.I just wonder, because the people I know who do pray, typically teach their children to pray from very early on -- like starting at toddlerhood.
tommyrot - Jan 24, 2007 6:18:41 am PST #2439 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I just wonder, because the people I know who do pray, typically teach their children to pray from very early on -- like starting at toddlerhood.
Yeah, I was taught to pray at a very early age.
I remember when I was about kindergarten age praying to God that He would take me up to heaven in the Rapture so I wouldn't have to die.
I thought about death a fair amount even in toddlerhood. Is that normal?
Hil R. - Jan 24, 2007 6:26:53 am PST #2440 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
I thought about death a fair amount even in toddlerhood. Is that normal?
I was fairly aware of death at that age. I remember that, for a while, I would pretend to talk to the ghost of JFK, and I asked him things like what it felt like to be shot, and if he still loved his family, and if he knew how to stop bombs. (I was about two at the time, I think.)
Zenkitty - Jan 24, 2007 6:28:16 am PST #2441 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I wondered about that too, Cindy. I'd like to see something to back that up, because in my experience those who believe in any faith teach it to their children from birth (thus leading to the conversation about why God is real and Santa isn't. Or maybe that was just me).
Aimee, I'm very sorry about your watch, and, ow. I'm going to have that image in my poor brain all day.
I. Want a Massage. Also, I want Hazard Pay for having to be my emotionally fragile sister's therapist. Especially when she calls me AT WORK to calm her down. I know she's in a really tough place right now, what with our mom and her ex-husband the Bastard and his Bastardly family, and I love and appreciate and want to help her as much as I can from four states away. But could she maybe not do this to me at work? Is that too much to ask? Am I selfish for not wanting my focus at work disrupted by stuff that nearly puts me in tears? I just got my workload almost doubled, I have panic attacks myself, I have problems and shit going on too, but she never listens to me for more than a minute. But never mind, I actually have a therapist! The professional kind, that she refuses to get "because she doesn't need it and besides, she has me". I can always calm her down, but then it's me that's upset. I wish this awful situation would just resolve itself somehow.
juliana - Jan 24, 2007 6:29:24 am PST #2442 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Apparently our brains are hardwired for magical thinking.
No wonder The Auditors hate us so much t /ob. Pratchett ref.
Cindy! I had a dream about Ben last night! I was in an elementary school gym, looking for my seat, when I ran in to my college roommate. We were chatting, and then this dance recital began, and Ben & his friend did a cute as hell dance to "The Future's So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades". I didn't see you or your DH there, so I was cheering extra-loud for him, when a mom came over and asked me how I knew Ben. I explained about the whole Internet friend thing, she smiled and said she had heard about us and that she was the mother of B's friend, and that you were at something for Chris and your DH was at something for Julia, so she was watching Ben. And then the three of us women and the boys met up with all y'all at a restaurant.
It was a very weird dream, and the first time I think I've dreamt about a Buffista or their sprog.