"[smonster], an extremely attractive 31 yo who is SUPER YUMMY..."
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[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.
"[smonster], an extremely attractive 31 yo who is SUPER YUMMY..."
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Hee. Ta, Sean. He was such a skeeze. I'm just glad that my awesome lesbo GP was as horrified as I was.
"[smonster], an extremely attractive 31 yo who is SUPER YUMMY..."
"[smonster], a 31 yo woman whose physical appearance it would be entirely unprofessional for me to remark upon unless and until it becomes relevant to treatment ..."
When I was at a psychologist for an ADD evaluation, I told him that I'm in math, and he said, "That's interesting. You don't see too many white women in math. Most women in math are Asian. And do you know why? They get their periods later, and so their mathematical ability keeps developing for longer. You must have gotten your period much later than your friends, right?" Me: "I was eleven."
Never went back to him.
QUACKS!
Good lord. I'm suddenly amazed that I made it through my ADD evaluation without encountering any galloping sexism.
I've been thinking about seeing a talky meat person, but I'm afraid of who I'll get in this bastion of "married at 19, three kids by 25". I don't know if anyone around here has the frame of reference to cope with me.
Susan W, I need to go on a course like that I think. I'm supposed to be writing a musical puppet show right now. Instead I'm on the interwebs wasting time. It's terrifying.
"[smonster], a 31 yo woman whose physical appearance it would be entirely unprofessional for me to remark upon unless and until it becomes relevant to treatment ..."
Yeppers.
Hil, omg. I boggle and @@.
My sis had had a bad experience with the same doc years earlier, though no one remembers exactly what happened.
I love my talky meat therapist. He looks and talks just like Clinton from What Not to Wear, if he were a therapist.
Most unprofessional doc I ever had? A GP who tried to sell me makeup 30 sec after (SERIOUS TMI) her finger was up my, uh, butt. And I was very much in my soft butch "I don't *wear* makeup" stage. This is the same dimwit who years later refused to perform STI tests on my sis and sent her to County Health. Unethical cretin.
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Holy crap! Those are some INSANE dr. stories!
I am taking a short break from syllabi creation. I am pulling the yearbook and newspaper syllabi (a) from the internet and (b) my ass.
God, how much did I sleep yesterday?! From about 10 pm to 12:45pm Sat, and then from 10pm to 10am today. Over 24 hours, and I feel so much better, and my skin doesn't look like ass. I feel actually functional today.
Barb, your breakfast description is making my salivate. I've had coffee and cigs today (breakfast of insane champions!) and I need to go to the store and to Wal-mart to get groceries and some school stuff. Also, hair dye to get rid of my stripe. Woo.