I kissed him, and I told him that I loved him. And I killed him.

Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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

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WindSparrow - Aug 07, 2010 2:59:24 am PDT #27854 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Aw, Seska. I'm sorry you are having a rotten time coming down off the antidepressants.

ETA: I'm also sorry that your Girl's family aren't treating you well. I don't have anything useful to say, really. I'm sad for you and for them that they cannot get past their own blinders.


Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Aug 07, 2010 3:25:37 am PDT #27855 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"

Thanks, Andi. (Edit) As for the Girl's family, it's been going on for five years. They're not going to change. We're going to have to be the ones who decide what needs to be done about it. Which I'm sure we will eventually.

I believe the "unable to get rid of clutter" ADD thing more complex than the sources of clutter for other sorts of people who cannot part with clutter. Not only are we kings and queens of procrastination, together with being apt to miss social cues (in spite of the keen emotional sensitivity that is fairly common), but we have a heck of a time actually being able to slap reasonable priorities on things.

This sounds very much like my dyspraxic/ASD stuff. There seems to be a lot of overlap with some of these conditions. (And it's always good to hear it's not just me!)


erin_obscure - Aug 07, 2010 3:27:53 am PDT #27856 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange

I stumbled upon a phrase at work today that would make an interesting swear word: "spit sock". Try saying that 3 times fast.

(And for those interested, it is an actual tool for law enforcement, tho apparently the patrol cars don't carry them and have to make a special request for the jail to provide one at booking.)


WindSparrow - Aug 07, 2010 3:44:09 am PDT #27857 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

"Spit sock" - bleeurgh! putting me off my breakfast, that one is.


Nora Deirdre - Aug 07, 2010 3:48:43 am PDT #27858 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I will leave the defining and discussion of "spit sock" for later this morning because I am not up to starting that right now...

I will hopefully be going back on my meds this week and I can't wait.

I got up early to feed the kittehs and then the plan was to go get donuts at this awesome place I found yesterday, but being out of bed and having the energy to go out on a mission appear to be 2 different things...


sj - Aug 07, 2010 3:50:15 am PDT #27859 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

We're headed to Cape Cod in a little while. I can't await!

Seska, good luck figuring out the meds situation.


Anne W. - Aug 07, 2010 3:55:14 am PDT #27860 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Plus - as my therapist said to me, back when I was working with one, the wonderful thing about the ADD mind is that it can see all the possibilities in something.

Oh, yes. This has actually hampered me more in creative projects than in anything else. I want to get ALL the possibilities in there, and have trouble narrowing it down.


Laura - Aug 07, 2010 4:14:55 am PDT #27861 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.

"spit sock"

Oh, that one works for a non-swearing person like me.

Teppy, I hope you achieved restful sleep and wake headache free. Yes, I totally agree that pics from the past are normal, but nude pics need to go. For lots of reasons.

I just moved recently so I took the opportunity to weed through my massive trunk of memorabilia. Dumped almost 3/4 of it. Gone huge stacks of playbills, kept ticket stubs. Gone undated cards received, kept a few handwritten letters. It is my morbid nature that I don't want my family, in particular DH, to have to go through my stuff when I am gone. Next time I may label stacks to indicate it is to be tossed as stuff only I would care about.

Health~ma for Drew.

{{Seska}}

meara, that sounds so beautiful.

I'm enjoying the kayaking up here, but I don't know if I will be strong enough to go on the inter-coastal waterway at home.

Wow, nattery for so little coffee in my system.


-t - Aug 07, 2010 4:40:38 am PDT #27862 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Liese, have you considered inflatable kayaks? My dad has one of these and I got to try it out the other day. It handles surprisingly well, but you don't need a rack to carry it, it folds into a suitcase shape that you can just throw in the trunk.


erin_obscure - Aug 07, 2010 5:39:53 am PDT #27863 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange