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omnis_audis - May 07, 2009 4:02:42 pm PDT #9195 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Aims - May 07, 2009 4:11:44 pm PDT #9196 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
And they are totally not seamless.
omnis_audis - May 07, 2009 4:27:39 pm PDT #9197 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
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Calli - May 07, 2009 4:28:10 pm PDT #9198 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
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Nora Deirdre - May 07, 2009 4:38:43 pm PDT #9199 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Poll for you guys:
Last week I made plans with a few friends from work to go out for a couple beers after work on Friday (tomorrow) to celebrate finishing classes and getting through my paper, presentation, and exam.
I have not told anyone at work about the current situation and frankly, I have no desire to explain it anymore to anyone who doesn't already know.
Options:
Option #1: Go out for drinks, celebrate what I did actually accomplish, because that is totally worthy even though it doesn't feel like it now.
Option #2: Call out sick and stay home on my couch in my pjs eating ice cream and watching Newsradio and Arrested Development.
I don't wanna lie or dissemble while out with co-workers, but I don't know if I want to sit around feeling sorry for myself either and maybe it might be good to do some celebrating. I am just not in a very celebratory place right now.
DavidS - May 07, 2009 4:40:18 pm PDT #9200 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Option #1 I'd say.
Option #2 will make you feel worse, I'm pretty sure.
Nora Deirdre - May 07, 2009 4:42:13 pm PDT #9201 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I know. It totally will.
I am just sort of still in the wallowing stage. It's awful, but a day of super-wallow seems so appealing! Though not helpful, as my more evolved brain is totally pointing out.
It's fucking caveman v. astronaut up here in my brain.
Aims - May 07, 2009 4:50:21 pm PDT #9202 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Go astronaut! Totally option #1, babe.
DavidS - May 07, 2009 4:53:14 pm PDT #9203 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I am just sort of still in the wallowing stage.
That's why it's good to have an event to un-wallow. Seriously, depression starts building its own groove in your brain if you let it. Go out and celebrate all your good work with your classmates. There's a lot to celebrate still.
-t - May 07, 2009 4:55:17 pm PDT #9204 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Option 1 is more ideal, but if you wake up tomorrow morning and really don't want to go in, I don't think you need to force yourself.