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There is a baby girl here (about 2 or 3) in a jean jumper dress and pink cowboy boots who is totally making my ovaries hurt. CUTE OVERLOAD!
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There is a baby girl here (about 2 or 3) in a jean jumper dress and pink cowboy boots who is totally making my ovaries hurt. CUTE OVERLOAD!
Eep, Steph! I really don't want you to go through that again.
Connie, that is fantastic! That's much how my mom is since her hip-replacement surgery. I love hearing that people are doing so much better...
Which brings me to...EEK, Steph! I really hope it turns out to be nothing, but I totally get the freaking. I do that every time my asthma starts giving me trouble. Definitely take it easy, and if it's not better by Monday, promise you'll call the doctor, ok?
Well, I made it halfway to the bus stop, and it started pouring. Even with the rain jacket and umbrella I got SOAKED. I've changed clothes, and now I'm trying to decide what to do. I really can't afford to go get soaked again, but I also know there's not way I'm gonna be able to get a cab in this weather. I hate to miss class...especially since I think it's our last quiz day and discussion about the quizzes was really good on Wednesday. Also, I have a paper to turn in. Although, I could e-mail that to the prof.
I have about ten minutes to decide. These are the days I wish I had a car. Even though it would be miserable to drive in this weather, at least I could still make it.
Uh, okay, I decided to just go ahead and call my doctor. I figured, if anyone else here posted something similar, I'd say -- Crazy, fool, CALL THE DOCTOR before the weekend starts!
So I have an appointment this afternoon, not with my regular doctor, but another doctor in the practice.
I've been lifting weights -- *light* ones, because come on, I'm a wimp -- for the past 4 weeks, and it's possible that I pinched a nerve or pulled a muscle, which led to clenchy protectiveness in my back, which makes sense from my spine's POV, but also causes pain to me, damn it.
So if my self-diagnosis is correct, hopefully all I would need is a muscle relaxant and large doses of anti-inflammatories.
Steph, I hope the pain goes away with a bit of rest and stays away.
My dad sent me the first girl to check out last night. Pretty much all I know is that she's an accountant, and I'm supposed to chat her up now.
There's not even a picture. I have NO SENSE OF HER AT ALL. What the hell do you say? "Hi! Our parents are thinking of marrying us off. Are you cool in any way?"
I...really don't want to do this.
Uh, okay, I decided to just go ahead and call my doctor.
GOOD!
Steph, freak out. I say that because I know I can't not. Of course, the key then become freaking out without being self-destructive. It helps to have someone's hand to hold, I guess. The room to be scared and worried without consigning yourself to permanent paralysis--that's the middle ground.
There's not even a picture. I have NO SENSE OF HER AT ALL. What the hell do you say? "Hi! Our parents are thinking of marrying us off. Are you cool in any way?"
I am ALL about getting to know people without having a picture. I'd say your first two sentences are pretty on the money. Tell her stuff about you, ask her stuff about her. Forget the marriage for a second and just socialise in text.
f anyone else here posted something similar, I'd say -- Crazy, fool, CALL THE DOCTOR before the weekend starts!
Well, our work here was done before we even started!
I...really don't want to do this.
PC, why not? Is it because this way of dating seems more likely to lead to marriage than other routes (and it's marriage you're not ready for, yet)?
Are you cool in any way?"
She might turn out to be cool. Do you email her or what? I guess you have two choices - tell her about yourself or ask about her, or both.
Don't you get a little resume about her? Can you send her the one that got vetoed by the parents?