Also, I can kill you with my brain.

River ,'Trash'


Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.  

[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.


Aims - May 25, 2010 2:32:16 pm PDT #20317 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

OMG. This is my last place of peace. FB has ceased to be that for me ever since my MiL joined.

I need to start blocking her. OMG.


JZ - May 25, 2010 2:33:40 pm PDT #20318 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

I am embarrassed to admit just how much...not better, but less unbearable, my day has become through the simple expedient of bringing a towel. It's been right next to me all day, and I can touch it every now and then and say, "By gum, I know where my towel is."

Really, it makes me feel enough better that I'm kind of worried about myself. I spent half my childhood as that crazy kid with the blanket (and then, later, that crazy kid with the worn-out Snoopy whose head was almost falling off from hugging); I really don't need to become known as the crazy lady with the towel.


Aims - May 25, 2010 2:34:12 pm PDT #20319 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.

A towel can be used to choke a bitch, yes?


tommyrot - May 25, 2010 2:38:37 pm PDT #20320 of 30000
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I forgot my towel.

Luckily, today held no Vogon poetry or other evils....


Atropa - May 25, 2010 2:58:01 pm PDT #20321 of 30000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I really don't need to become known as the crazy lady with the towel.

JZ, honey. I take advice from a fanged toy bunny. Really, you've got nothing to worry about.


beekaytee - May 25, 2010 3:02:25 pm PDT #20322 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

Y'all are welcome for the links. I hope you find them useful. DBT gives me the "how" that I found missing in so much self-help stuff. Like, how do I do something I absolutely loathe and dread.

This is the very core of what I do these days. The How is so much more important than the Why, in my estimation.

And, JZ, the towel is an awesome tool! More than a simple object, it represents your choice to feel differently...plus a touchstone to both anchor and regenerate the choice.

Sounds way more practical than crazy to me.

o/!

hmph. My Paul Gross arms did not work.


Sean K - May 25, 2010 3:13:13 pm PDT #20323 of 30000
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

I have not had my towel with me all day, but I have known where it was all day. A break at the Haunted Mansion might be nice.


Daisy Jane - May 25, 2010 3:19:12 pm PDT #20324 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Well, you're a froody (?) Dude who really knows where his towel is.


Connie Neil - May 25, 2010 3:20:12 pm PDT #20325 of 30000
brillig

I think my Palm is like that, I carry it everywhere. Or perhaps I'm just that much of a fanfic junkie.


sj - May 25, 2010 3:22:09 pm PDT #20326 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

It was suddenly really freakin hot here today, so I decided we needed to go out for Mexican food so I could have some really good, cold margaritas. So drunk now.