I bet the Venn diagram of people who have terriers in their cupboards and people who have a purring cat half on their lap and half on the arm of their chair contains zero overlap.

If there is an overlap somewhere, the cat is rolling his eyes and thinking, "Do you really think that staking out the kitchen cabinets and barking wildly is the way to hunt? Really?"

If there is an overlap somewhere, the cat is rolling his eyes and thinking, "Do you really think that staking out the kitchen cabinets and barking wildly is the way to hunt? Really?"

Depends on whether or not the cat and the dog have hunted cooperatively with one another before, and if there is one or more bolt holes for the rodents to escape out of that the cat can guard while the dog's barking.

I have Issues with eye contact. I mean to say that people tell me, I don't make enough. I think years of being stared at have kind of made me not want to look people in the eye(Although I probably did it well enough till seventh grade taught me to be self-conscious. And now that Mom is pointing it out, even though I know she has a point, it's not exactly helping the self-consciousness part of it.) It's probably standing in my way, though in some ways, this problem has persisted because it's so hard to find a clear consequence, like knowing I would get the job/ somebody's number if I had good eye contact. There is a lot about my nonverbal presentation that I can't change that much, so I guess I'm sloppy about that part of my package...

How much is enough(although I think stepmonster tried to have this chat with me before, too, and some eager over-effort led to some caustic teen comments about my "staring problem"...how much is too much?

I have Issues with eye contact. I mean to say that people tell me, I don't make enough. I think years of being stared at have kind of made me not want to look people in the eye

I understand this completely and have the same issues.

Also, you know I'm a Weird Magnet, right? The people most eager to catch my eye always have insight about the Lord, or some CIA brainwave infiltration thing. I'd really like to get past it more, even though I also kind of think my mother is in some denial about how much the person-to=person reaction to me would change if I could break this habit/pattern.(Stepmonster just used to consider it girly bonding to buy me drinks and tell me what was wrong with me.) But I should be able to look a friendly face in the face when she asks me things.

Also, you know I'm a Weird Magnet, right?

Once again, we are one in this. Have I mentioned the super creepy guy who I see around town who seems to think I should be his BFF? I can only assuume it is because he has a limp and he thinks that makes us the same or something. He really makes me uncomfortable.

BTDT...I wish there were an answer that was simpler and more proactive than "Hope he gets distracted by shiny object" but it seems to happen eventually.

The full moon is over so hopefully things will settle down now? A little? Maybe? A girl can hope.

I'm wondering how long it's supposed to take me to adjust to a new muscle relaxer. I've been taking flexeril for decades and while I fell *nothing* after taking it it normally buys me a full night's sleep. Of course with current visceral abdominal pain that is not the case so Doc switched me to tizindine. Holy chocolate oats that stuff hits me like a ton of bricks...like, can barely walk or *focus my eyes* when i take it and it's been four weeks! Granted, i'm not taking it all during the days (911 frowns on employees appearing to be stumbling drunk while at work) and it sure makes me want to flop into bed and stay there forever (which is a sentiment already in effect every moment of every day) but the sleep is still 40% tossing and turning and i'm still tumbling out of bed exhausted. Morphine has been mentioned. I'm ready to seriously consider trying medical marijuana even though smoking anything is absolutely off the table for me and the thought of anything that might stay in my system longer than i can accurately predict is terrifying...but if there's any chance of a full night's sleep without serious addiction repercussions i'm in. (iomn, still no diagnosis aside from the 6cm "mass" on my liver which is allegedly asymptomatic. more consults next week. wheeeeee.)