Ralph's in Hermosa Beach but not the one in Manhattan Beach

Laga that's so funny because the same thing has happened to me, but at the Von's in Torrance I get asked every time (but I bring my own help in the form of a 14-year-old because it's part of his allowance). It's gotta be some snooty MB thing, right?

Clearly the Long Beach Ralph's has some 'splaining to do.

ION- It has come to my attention that my call sign name here, if typed on a phone pad, would start out with 666. How devilish of me! Dunno why that has tickled me pink. Clearly it's been a slow day at work.

It just feels like, "Hey, thanks for doing this service. By the way re-entry stress is 10 times worse than culture shock and could really screw you up for a long time, so, uh, good luck with that. Buhbye."

Pretty much! Re-entry stress was not my issue - I was braced for it but mainly felt relief - but I agree with you.

So, typically, I crashed today after my great day yesterday. Maybe I am a little bipolar and that is my hypomania? It's been made worse by discovering that recent ex D has been an ass to other women (of course) and me posting about it on OKC and feeling a little nervous about having done so.

Meh. I need to eat something.

Oh noes, my mood swings killed the thread!

Come back! Uh, The Oatmeal made a new comic about irony! [link]

I am being ridiculous. I've been rereading Anne of Green Gables for the zillionth time, and I'm almost at the end, and now I remembered what happens at the end and I don't want to read any more because I know I'll cry. But if I finish, then I can read Anne of Avonlea, and lots of fun stuff happens in that one.

smonster, my day wasn't all that productive either. Just realized it. looking at the clock, 17:30, and I accomplished, almost nothing. And now I'm hungry. So, I guess I'll head home. Golly, the students leave, and it's like the adrenaline rush is gone or something.

So my lovely Bitches I have an announcement to make --

I'm right between two big dates --

Tomorrow it will be 37 years since I was born.

Yesterday it was 10 years ago since I thought my life was over and so I tried to kill myself. I failed. Which is a good thing.

Ten years ago yesterday I couldn't even think about a tomorrow passing much less a decade. And here I am.

So yay.

Also I haven't done what I wanted to in the past decade. There have been some good things - I can support myself financial and emotional. I love and am loved by a wonderful guy.

I worked hard on working on somethings with myself and I let some relationships end and that sucks.

The day after tomorrow I have an appointment with my shrink, I'm getting a recommendation for a therapist.

But I wanted to share because without the Buffistas because you've been there for me.

I'm very happy for all those 10 years of tomorrows, askye -- and especially to have known you for a pretty fair chunk of them.

And I will say "stand right/walk left" not really even under my breath.

I will "helpfully" remind them that while on the moving sidewalk, they should stand to the right, allowing those who wish to walk to pass safely on the left. Sometimes I only say it too quietly to be heard. Sometimes I am slightly more helpful.

I don't consider "more likely to talk to you" and " not in a hurry" to be indications of friendliness.

In the context I used, I do. Because I am going to describe a stranger as friendlier if they are trying to pleasantly chat with me and not in a hurry to finish the transaction or conversation. I am not going to describe a stranger who doesn't talk to me and concludes any business as fast as possible as especially friendly. It's not that they are UNfriendly, just that without some interaction, I have no idea. And I don't care. I just would check the Not Applicable box if asked about their friendliness. It's not a moral judgment on them. Or you.

but they should have at least acknowledged a waiting customer.

This actually bothers me. I accept they are busy. Just quickly let me know you see me. I will let you know that I see you are currently busy. We'll all be happier. Or I will.

Ten years ago yesterday I couldn't even think about a tomorrow passing much less a decade. And here I am.

Very much yay.

Thanks