smonster, I agree with erica - don't put the Band-Aid back on. His message sounded very manipulative to me.
Pix, your poor friend. I'm so glad she's okay and you are all there for her. And ND wiping her stolen devices remotely sounds like superheroics to me! I didn't even know that was possible.
Connie, seriously, some woman you don't even know came up and said that to your friend? WTF?
Steph, the little girl dressed as Merida who was too dangerous to get a bow? That's fantastic. Brave may not be a great movie (haven't seen it yet myself) but I'm happy there's a movie heroine role-model for little girls who'd rather shoot things than get married.
Connie, seriously, some woman you don't even know came up and said that to your friend? WTF?
Just waltzed right up, "smiled," and said it, then huffed away. No clue who she was.
Connie, that is messed up.
Thanks for the advice, y'all.
So, one of my neighborfriends is going to try and talk her sister into fostering the kittens! And if not then she might! Cross your digits, people.
I hope C is ok. That is a very scary thing to have happen.
Hil, I hope your pain has gotten more manageable.
Smonster, your name just got autocorrected to "smog steer". People who say things like "I trust my instincts no matter how many times they are wrong" (which I realize is not an exact quote but that is how it sounded to me) are generally one form of idiot or another. It is one thing to say that to your BFF, and another entirely to say it to someone you want to date. Whether he is an idiot who has trained himself to have poor decision making skills or the kind of idiot who thinks that announcing his rejection of common sense makes him a romantic hero - either kind of idiot is a good kind to avoid.
I always trust my instincts. Mine, however, are always right.
How scary, Pix!
And smonster that's good news about the fostering of the kittens. They are very cute, but they look like a handful. Two handfuls.
smog steer
Heh.
"I trust my instincts no matter how many times they are wrong"
Well, he was responded to a similar comment I made about trusting my gut in matters of the heart. But I am slowly and painfully learning that just because I know instantly that I like someone and see potential for a relationship has absolutely no correlation with how they feel about me.
Tom and Nora came over to watch kitten tv. There was successful human/kitten cuddling, and one pooped on me but it wasn't too messy. And they ate and drank water. One might be making friends with Frankie; the other will have fuckall to do with the giant tap-dancing mutant. My cats decided to pretend the kittens didn't exist and turn their cute up to 11 to compensate. It was all very exciting.
Provisional names: Mickle and Musket [link]
Oo, I loved the Prydain Chronicles when I was younger, never read the Westmark series.
The problem I have with trusting my instincts is that I cannot always tell instinct from passing thoughts that I like the sound of.
