Now I'm trying to think of how I might behave when meeting all different sorts of people. Please keep me away from Germans or I might start singing Schnitzelbank.

Skipping ahead because I can't not say this right away!

I am stunned. I just got a package. beth sent me an iPod Shuffle loaded with music to help keep me distracted while on long drives so I don't get overwhelmed with the depressive thoughts. Thank you, beth!

Hard to wait till it warms up a bit, it sat out in very cold weather for a while....

Aww, how nice, beth!

Dylan Moran has ruined me for all future meetings with Germans (you must watch to the end): [link]

Aww...yay, beth and Andi!

beth sent me an iPod Shuffle

how cool!

Dylan Moran has ruined me

I had no idea he did standup. I'm not sure how I feel about it. I did laugh.

After living alone for over 7 years, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to live with anyone ever again, so I was nervous when I loved in with Tim. It has, however, worked out very well, save for the occasional times when I'll be online and he'll come sit down next to me on the couch (in that sitting-basically-on-me way, not on his own cushion t /Sheldon ) and ask, "What are you doing???" clearly wanting my attention. It drives me a little nuts if I'm really absorbed in something, but for the most part, he's such an un-demanding person that I can't really grouse about it.

He doesn't totally get my social anxiety, though, which can be a source of tension between us. And the tension doesn't come from him not getting it in general; it's because he has anxiety in a big way, but *not* the kind of HOLY CRAP TOO MANY PEOPLE LOUD IN MY SPACE NOOOOOO way that mine is. In fact, he loves going to those dinners that agitate me. And he's the guy who always wants to be the last one out of an event. Always. I think he just can't stand the idea that he might not get to talk to everyone there.

But then you have me, who's having a nervous breakdown in the corner and trying to get people to not hug me and wanting to leave after I finished eating, and -- there's tension between us. Not bad, just -- cognitive dissonance, I guess.

After living alone for over 7 years, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to live with anyone ever again, so I was nervous when I loved in with Tim.

As typos go, this sits on a scale from 1 to awesome.

Ahahahaha!!!!! I had to re-read what you quoted -- seriously -- THREE times just to figure out what you were talking about!

Well, as Freudian typos go, that ain't too bad. I should tell him about it.

Best. Typo. Ever.