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'Selfless'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
4.2. Didn't feel anything in Santa Barbara.
We've been having aftershocks - for the past week - but they seem to come mostly at night and, once I'm asleep, it takes more than a measly little aftershock to wake me up.
Stay safe, LAistas!
Holy cow, I am so exhausted.
Didn't feel anything here, but this meeting has me quite numb.
Boy, I'm saying "So...where does that leave us?" a lot.
Boy, I'm saying "So...where does that leave us?" a lot.
Just to mix things up, you could add "Have we done Jim the Fish?"
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I got told by several people at the anniversary party yesterday and in my yealy review today that I have a "great" "professional" "cool and friendly" "perfect" "always nice" demeanor. I think that translates to always friendly but never visibly upset, which is pretty much my work game face. I have no problem keeping my emotions in check at work for the most part--I have heard that this is often the case with adult children of alcoholics.
We learn early to put on a competent and calm face for protection or maybe because everyone around us is without boundaries and someone needs to draw he line. It turns out this skill is very useful in a work environment. Also useful in emergencies or in sickrooms.
I had to unlearn this in close relationships where having a game face SUCKS, which took a lot of work, but the upside is that it is useful in public situations. I'd rather my work peeps have no idea what my personal feelings are.
Oh geez. I'm 99% sure my parents aren't alcoholics?
I'm sure it's possible that some of you non-ACOA civilians might have picked up the skill as well. :)
When I look at this one, however, all I can think is, "Stop staring at me!" The paintings are an entertaining Rorschach test, too. [link] (it goes to the painting after the opening flash)
I love that. Reminds me of a cross between some sort of Toltec frieze and the building I grew up in ( [link] ). And blood veins, I guess.