well, I might be in Sydney in 2008, I'll try to stop by.
Cool! If you can't, I'll come up to Sydney at some point.
That is just bizarre in a "small world" kind of way.
It is, rather. She is, incidentally, a kick-arse therapist.
Angelus ,'Damage'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
well, I might be in Sydney in 2008, I'll try to stop by.
Cool! If you can't, I'll come up to Sydney at some point.
That is just bizarre in a "small world" kind of way.
It is, rather. She is, incidentally, a kick-arse therapist.
Asshole judge files his appeal after the drycleaners withdraw their request for legal fees. I hope the appeals judge smacks him down.
Dude, get over it already. Someone is Mr. Stubborn McBullheadedpants.
Dude, get over it already. Someone is Mr. Stubborn McBullheadedpants.
If his pants really were bullheaded, you'd think it would be easier to keep track of them.
The painters started putting the actual colors on the walls in the new house! I have the most lovely sunny yellow living room, and the grey green on the master bedroom walls is ab-so-lute-ly bee-yoo-ti-ful. I mean, really. With getting actual new bedroom furniture, it's going to be a gorgeous room. I have never had a really pretty bedroom! I am glad the colors look the way I imagined them--trying to visualize from a little paint chip is always a crapshoot.
ION, I get my yearly review from my new boss on Thursday and I am totally dreadalizing it.
Dude, that is so random about the therapist, bt.
I cannot extrapolate anything useful from my parents' continued relationship. They're my parents. They don't make sense. They exist until such time as they are not they anymore.
But I have a particularly huge gap in my relationship understanding, and I'm trying to fill it with book learning and the right questions. Not working so much so far, although people are helpful.
That pants guy is...well, pants.
Whoops! Was trying to search for something! I fail at multitasking!
Hey, it's Rayne!
Hey, Rayne!
I'm totally freaked out by the billytea therapist link. I thought the article was interesting. I wish it spent a little more time on the whole "successful couple"concept and info. But, and not to sound arrogant, 'cause believe you me we have had our years and years of fireworks and havoc and had the shattered lamps (him) and giant holes in the drywall covered by Monet posters (me) to prove it, I mostly felt happy. Because the stuff they did say, like, breaking up arguments with humor and the listening stuff, we totally do.
It all takes work. Relationships just do. But ours seems to be in a pretty good place now.
Plus it's fun to tell people I threw him through a wall, when they're looking at us thinking we've got it all together.