I'm cold. And I ordered Indian food, and it came, and it wasn't vegan even though I'd ordered it vegan. And then I had to make two phone calls and talk to three people in order to get a refund. And making the phone calls made me miss the beginning of The Flash.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
Trying to decide what to do with the non-vegan food. I could offer it to my neighbors, but that seems weird, so I'll probably just end up throwing it out, which seems wasteful.
I could offer it to my neighbors, but that seems weird
My neighbors have offered me their non-vegetarian food before, when they've accidentally gotten some. I appreciate it and find it a decent solution to the dual problems of (a) not throwing away food and (b) I don't cook. But we're already friendly, so I can see how it might feel uncomfortable if you don't already know each other.
I know them a little bit, but not really well enough to feel comfortable with that. Plus, I'm already in pajamas, and I don't feel like changing into real clothes.
The part of this order that is vegan is really spicy. I could choose from a spice scale from 0 to 10, and I went with 3. Usually, I like moderately spicy stuff, but this is really hot. I can't imagine what 10 would be.
I had a really bad reminder this weekend.
I'm sorry to hear this. But you have come a long way and are doing well in so many ways. Try to not get too hung up on the rough bits.
I had a really bad reminder this weekend.
Was it me?!
I'm sorry, Tom.
I'm sorry, bonny. I saw your post before you deleted, but I wasn't sure what to say.
Was it me?!
This weekend I got to hang out with both msbelle and you! Awesome! Except it made me, like, really anxious. And I didn't realize just how anxious it was making me until I had some scary short-term memory loss issues. And if I can't just hang out with two of my best friends in the world and just feel comfortable, what hope do I have of ever having a real social life, or, you know, a girlfriend?
I've been talking to my therapist about it all week, and right now I'm feeling better and not such in a dark place, but, still, a setback that I need to recover from.
Gah, Tom. I can't imagine how scary and frustrating that must be. May your work with your therapist make progress that satisfies you.
Bonny, I didn't see your post. But you know I'm in your side, whatever is going on in your life.