I miss Oz. He'd get it. He wouldn't say anything, but he'd get it.

Xander ,'Get It Done'


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.


DavidS - Feb 02, 2010 12:51:57 pm PST #8777 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

All I can seem to come up with is, "Uh, sorry. I guess I'm standoffish at first."

"Actually, I'm awesome. But just with cool people. Not the whiny neurotic ones."

Would that help?


erikaj - Feb 02, 2010 12:54:00 pm PST #8778 of 30000
Always Anti-fascist!

Hec, make a shirt of this and I'll buy it.


billytea - Feb 02, 2010 12:58:39 pm PST #8779 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

It's the Reflexive Doubt thread, I post on there as lillym and I made a couple posts (most ignored by the commenters) but there's the one person who doubts all authority because it's authority, thinks doctors can't help anyone, and said that antidepressants are "chemical lobotomies".

When I was going through the break-up of my first marriage, my therapist recommended ADs. I resisted the idea pretty much until I was back in Australia, and part of it was the fear that it'd dull my brain more generally. (Of course, it did nothing of the sort. I've re ently been rereading Bitches from that period, starting dating again and meeting Wallybee and all, and if anything I think it made me slightly manic.)


Daisy Jane - Feb 02, 2010 1:01:45 pm PST #8780 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Heh. Probably not. It's not even that they aren't cool, it's just...I don't know, maybe I'm talking to other people at the time? I still become friends with them, but the inital "Why do you hate me?" and the sheer amount of "No really, I like you just fine!" I have to do, I find baffling.


Barb - Feb 02, 2010 1:07:10 pm PST #8781 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

I've always wondered why some women have called me intimidating or acted like I frightened them. I try not to be overtly threatening to anyone--unless I want to--but there are women who act like they expect me to eat their children and barbecue the dog.

Yep, this is me. Which I find all the more amusing, since I'm this little short woman who can be painfully shy in new situations with strangers.


Connie Neil - Feb 02, 2010 1:13:10 pm PST #8782 of 30000
brillig

I'm this little short woman who can be painfully shy in new situations with strangers.

You! Get out of my mirror! Though I think the painfully shy is actually closer to "more than a little hostile that I have to be social with A New Person I Don't Know." My comfort zone, let me show you it and never leave it.


Vortex - Feb 02, 2010 1:20:44 pm PST #8783 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Okay, I admit it. If I don't like you, I don't mind being intimidating. Scaring people I don't like is fun.

However, scaring people I like is not fun and I feel really badly about it when it's brought to my attention.


sj - Feb 02, 2010 1:22:32 pm PST #8784 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I have the opposite problem. People seem to always think I am approachable even when I am trying to give off the "get away from me or I will hit you with this crutch" vibe.


§ ita § - Feb 02, 2010 1:26:38 pm PST #8785 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I don't think, apart from the martial arts, that I know how to be scary at the right times. I would really like to know how to scare certain categories of guys off, for instance, and can't do it for crap.

But I have no difficulty appearing abrasive or unpleasant without intending to. I get distant easily.


Pix - Feb 02, 2010 1:27:43 pm PST #8786 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.

I have the opposite problem. People seem to always think I am approachable even when I am trying to give off the "get away from me or I will hit you with this crutch" vibe.

Ha! You are me, except replace crutch with "wee fist."

{{{Aims}}} Hang in there, sweetie.