JZ, you also need a button that says, "I stapled my pants."
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
People, bear in mind that I just know where to look stuff up, and can (generally) translate it from Medical to English.
I do know this, and greatly appreciate it.
I don't want a sash. I've learned again over the last few days that I'm not ready to display my patches yet. I still only share them once I know you're not going to throw them in my face -- or I throw it in your face when you say something completely stupid and uneducated.
Stapled to my sash.
I've been watching a metric assload of Friends and HIMYM lately, and am waffling between changing my tagline to "I've got a fishook in my eyebrow... and I LIKE IT." (Joey's acting advice for The Look Of Eeeevil) or "A drunken jackass called God and a box of pencils called DESTINY!" but, although they both speak to me, neither one is shouting. So, for the time being, I continue to have stapled my pants.
I was watching Friends the other night on TBS and was reminded that "my diamond shoes are too tight" is from there. I had completely forgotten that. Did it originate on Friends? I guess I could Google, but I haven't had coffee yet.
That's where I first heard it.
I still have the mad Friends love. Even the later seasons, Joey still made me laugh. "JOEY DOESN'T SHARE FOOD!!!!"
I wouldn't want to display my patches either. Well, maybe just one that says, "Don't assume you know anything about me."
I still have the mad Friends love. Even the later seasons, Joey still made me laugh. "JOEY DOESN'T SHARE FOOD!!!!"
Oh, me too. Me too. I only have the first two season on DVD, but someday I will have them all.
I had the mad friends love the first few seasons, but later I just couldn't stop watching it, even though I wanted to.
My patch would probably say "Crusty New Englander. GO AWAY. None of your fucking business. Just because I am fat doesn't mean I am jolly."
It's kind of funny to have this conversation about the sash. When I did the video for the webcast on BPD, the therapist organizing it (who is a therapist I had in a group and she also filled in when my first therapist was on maternity leave) told me as I was leaving, "You know you can back out of this at any time. Remember that." And my response was, "You know me. I like to help educate people on this. I mean, I don't wear a button that says, 'I have BPD! Ask me how!' but I'll talk if it helps to educate."
And that's pretty much how I feel about that.