Harmony ,'Underneath'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
The Hanukkah Ham cracked me up.
My neighbor jokes that her granddaughter's name is funny because she's a Jewish baby with "ham" in her name.
It's actually a relief to live somewhere where 2-4 inches of snow doesn't have people running around screaming about the White Death.
Hanukkah Ham is awesome. Clearly, there would a lobster appetizer first.
It's actually a relief to live somewhere where 2-4 inches of snow doesn't have people running around screaming about the White Death.
I'm still getting used to the fact that we get *so* much snow here, it can be what I consider nearly blizzard conditions and the kids still have school.
So, um, my anger has reached an all new low point. I just effectively spit on someone. In the worst of my BPD I have never done something this low.
I'm so ashamed with myself that I don't even really know what to do.
Oh, honey. I'm sorry.
What happened?
He shit on my DBT presentation.
Kind of ironic, huh?
Maybe a little.
Is the same guy who riled up the class because he wanted excitement?
Yeah.
{{vw}}
In that case, I'd say most of your anger is justified.
Seriously, that guy sounds like who enjoys being an asshole.
Yeah, but right now I'm not actually worried about his behavior. I'm worried about mine. He may be an asshole, but I try not to be. And I think I may have--no, I just crossed a line. And I can't take it back.