I have a standing Monday date with a good friend to watch The Bachelor at her place. Not a show I've ever watched before, but it gets me out of the house, I get to spend time with K, and I have to push past my social anxiety/hermit ways.
Anya ,'Sleeper'
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.
Timelies, All.
Tom, I'm sorry you've had a setback, but it seems like you're handling it, which is the next best thing to not having had it, I think. And let me reiterate Laura's sentiment:
The rest of us wish you could appreciate you as much as we do.
But I get it too. I had dinner last night with one of my best friends, and I swear I'm still a little surprised that someone as awesome as her seems to like me! And I have impostor syndrome anytime I get to F2F with anyone from here - the fact that such smart, witty people are willing to spend time with me and even act as if they're enjoying my company! Obviously, they're just being nice, they don't really think that I'm awesome too. Anyway, not to be all mememe, just y'know, we get it (and really do think you're awesome).
bonny, I didn't see your post, but I hope that everything comes out as well as possible for you.
smonster, yay for catharsis (and sleep)! Hope the road from here is smooth(er) sailing.
It doesn't seem fair, that the ones with the most reason to have confidence end up with the least.
Dunning-Kruger effect?
Except it made me, like, really anxious.
Awww, well, I loved seeing you and introducing you to a fellow Feelies fan.
Dunning-Kruger effect?
Runs to Wikipedia
Fascinating.
And I loved seeing you, too! This doesn't mean people shouldn't look me up when they're in NYC!
Tom, if I lived in NYC, I'd hang out with you all the time! Unless you chased me away by shaking a can of pennies at me, because I respect boundaries. And pennies.
Unless you chased me away by shaking a can of pennies at me, because I respect boundaries. And pennies.
I'm beginning to wonder if Steph is actually a cat.
I'm beginning to wonder if Steph is actually a cat.
I was raised by cats. I still observe the Old Ways.
If someone shook a can of pennies at me, I'd have to snatch it and run to one of those coin-counter machines. It's the modern-day version of the witch having to stop and count all the grains of rice on your doorstep.