Spike ,'Sleeper'
[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.
Was there a Fellini convention in the 'hood?
Heh. Nope. Locally goats are used for pre-fire season trimming and pruning. It's awesome! My hood is surrounded by hills on all sides, and right now they're brimming with goats! I really really really want to steal one.
I sometimes feel weird about eye contact because well, crazy people think I'm fascinating.Even if it's not a full-on wacko encounter(I've had a lot fewer of those in recent years) like Seska, I have a hard time dealing with people watching me as much as they do.
Happy B-day VW!!
Happy birthday, vw!!!!
This eye contact stuff is interesting. I always look people in the eye because I think it's rude not to. Like I'm not giving them my attention and the respect they deserve. It's fascinating that some of y'all find that intrusive. I think people are being shifty or lying to me if they don't look me in the eye.
Peoples are different, yo.
I think people are being shifty or lying to me if they don't look me in the eye.
Peoples are different, yo.
And the sleaziest person I ever met always made sure to look sincerely into people's eyes.
It's a weird world.
It's a weird world.
Amen, sistah! Truer words never spoken.
Happy Birthday, VW!
I'm sure I make SOME eye contact, but now y'all have me so confused I have no idea! I just know in prolonged conversation with a friend, I always feel like I end up watching lips more than eyes, and suspect it's supposed to be the other way around, and wonder if I'm actually deaf.
Happy Birthday VW!
Happy happy to Ms Bug!
I have to credit my company with training me to be much more open and friendly on a regular basis.
Previously (6 years or so ago) I was very closed off when I was anywhere in public. When I went into Coors for the first time for my interview, I was actually highly agitated by all of the people in the halls and the elevator that were so damn cheerful and almost insistent about making eye contact and saying hello. You're at work - be miserable! Freaks!
The culture there was / is just so completely different from anything I've dealt with in the past and it definitely took me a month or so to handle it with ease. I was in a constant state of anxiety until I basically forced myself to be ok with it.
BTW, they're still freaks that are way too happy most of the time, but they're my freaks.
Wait. People who work for Coors are happy? Like, for real? They're not faking high morale because their raises depend on it or something?
...are the desks stocked with beer?