Wild monkey love or tender Sarah McLachlan love?

Xander ,'Him'


Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet  

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.


Jesse - May 09, 2013 3:17:02 pm PDT #22025 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

VERY nice.


flea - May 09, 2013 3:18:44 pm PDT #22026 of 30001
information libertarian

There *is* a Roman author who said something pithy about the youth of today; I've taught the work in Classical Civ. But I'm damned if I can remember what it is, and Google is failing me. (I am pretty sure what I'm thinking of is not Cicero's oration against Catiline.)


le nubian - May 09, 2013 3:28:48 pm PDT #22027 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."

Ginger,

*kisses*

So, I guess I am heading back over to the Web site to put a cherry on the sundae of my argument.


Juliebird - May 09, 2013 3:29:40 pm PDT #22028 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider

Hyperbole and a half's Depression Part Two

That, um, sounds a bit too familiar. Except I have absolutely no problem with being bright and shiny for the masses.


Amy - May 09, 2013 4:18:21 pm PDT #22029 of 30001
Because books.

I just read Hyperbole and a Half. It was weirdly reassuring and terrifying, how well I understand everything she said. The dead fish really got me. Did you see there are 5,000 comments? Amazing.


sarameg - May 09, 2013 4:22:35 pm PDT #22030 of 30001

Her post is oh so valuable. Not just because it resonates with people, but because it does a damn fine job of explaining to folks who have not been there what it is like. I've been depressed, but nothing ever like that. It never occurred to me that coming out the other side, your brain would be overloaded with learning to feel and process emotion. What she described reminds me a lot of watching toddlers when they flip out. They do it because they're just FEELING and cannot regulate or process it. The tools just aren't there yet.

ION, I took fake sudafed this morning because I just couldn't stand the chest tightness and real sudafed made me feel so awful last time (grindy joints, anxious, wired, hateful) and it feels like it didn't do anything effective but make me anxious and give me rebound wheezies when it wore off. Swim was ...poor.


sarameg - May 09, 2013 4:56:44 pm PDT #22031 of 30001

Pumpkin is definitely becoming the queen bee of the house. She stole a treat from Lokes and he looked affronted but didn't even challenge her. But he was never alpha material, and she certainly is. I think she only deferred to Devi because Dev flat out ignored challengers and wouldn't budge (P hissed at her all.the.time. Devi just stared.)

I do still miss the conversations. The Pumpk has made some forays, but pretty much they both only talk to demand....


Atropa - May 09, 2013 4:57:39 pm PDT #22032 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

That, um, sounds a bit too familiar. Except I have absolutely no problem with being bright and shiny for the masses.

Same here.


Amy - May 09, 2013 4:59:18 pm PDT #22033 of 30001
Because books.

I asked Stephen to read it, but it explains depression like that so much better than I ever could.

They do it because they're just FEELING and cannot regulate or process it.

Toddler meltdowns are sort of sad. They're like hair dryers that got dropped in the tub, just pure FRZZZZZTT.


sarameg - May 09, 2013 5:13:45 pm PDT #22034 of 30001

My youngest nephew's tantrums are epic. And they are clearly born of his brain not being able to escape the storm. The last I had to deal with (and deal with my father doing the same OMGKILLMENOW) it was basically stress and exhaustion turned into I WANT ICE CREAM. He couldn't get out of the loop. He just couldn't. He was stuck in despair and need and he couldn't parse any of it. I can't use some of the methods my bro and SIL use, so we ended up in the dark. Counting. Can we get to 1? I want ice cream. Just 1. 1 I want ice cream. OK, we've got one, let's try 2. 1 I want ice cream Let's try 2.

etc. Took a while, but got us to 10 and no more ice cream and talked out his feelings finally.

And then I got us lost in the Aussie boonies in the dark and that totally became the affront of the night he had to detail to his mom (not really, we could backtrack, but I missed the turn back to the house and ended up having to go back to the hotel and ask for a ride.)