I have my first driving lesson in a couple of hours.

Here's hoping I don't actually kill anyone.

Kitty~ma for Byron.

Learning to drive is best done on a quiet back-country road. Where you aren't going to hit another car if you screw up.

My father taught me to drive. His first step was to spend six months scouring the county for the most deserted road possible. A good thing, too -- on my first effort, I promptly drove into a ditch.

I got better.

I tried to hit a tree the first time. that's why driver's ed cars have breaks on both sides of the vehicle..You'll do ok, Jars.

A little jobma~~for Matt today. The worst part of the day over quickly and not as bad as expected.

So, there's a boy I sort of like. And this evening there may have been flirting.

Now, very likely I will (a) discover he's sekritly not clever after all and stop fancying him; (b) realise that, in fact, he does not fancy me (as I am far from sylphlike); or (c) talk myself out of it in an act of frantic defensive sabotage, and thus unflirt myself out of any possibility of interest on either of our parts.

However, right now I am enjoying the very unfamiliar sensation of rather liking someone, and having engaged in flirty banter with said someone. Huh.

I feel a bit like a Cylon brushing up on their human interaction skills, or something.

(b) realise that, in fact, he does not fancy me (as I am far from sylphlike)

Please keep in mind that many other of non-sylphlike folks have also found love with smart and clever people that are wildly attracted to them! (ahem)

(c) talk myself out of it in an act of frantic defensive sabotage, and thus unflirt myself out of any possibility of interest on either of our parts.

This used to be my specialty. Dunno how I talked myself down from it, but I somehow did, so it's possible! At least! And then lovely things can happen.

ETA - I drove! On a road! And no one was grievously injured! I'm finding coordinating changing gears and indicating very difficult. Multitasking is not my forte.

I'd worry mostly about (c). So don't do that! We can and will tell you how fabulous you are at regular intervals, if it helps to stave off the self-sabotage.

Hello! I wanted to say that I am not throwing any of ya'll over for Second Life.

I have been spending quite a bit of time there but it's a bit complicated and at this job I can surf a bit but not really type and stuff because it's too obvious I'm online. but when I'm at lunch I'll go into more detail.

Be well, askye! I hope the time off is helpful to you.

Now, very likely I will (a) discover he's sekritly not clever after all and stop fancying him; (b) realise that, in fact, he does not fancy me (as I am far from sylphlike); or (c) talk myself out of it in an act of frantic defensive sabotage, and thus unflirt myself out of any possibility of interest on either of our parts.

I vote (c)! Oh no wait, that's what I do. I'm not sure I really recommend it.