I should amend: mean TO. I'm good about being mean ABOUT...
Xander ,'Lessons'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
I am completely earwormed with "Copacabana" now. Thanks, Erin.
(Although it's better than the McDonald's Filet O Fish commercial that's been stuck in my head for weeks now.)
In sixth grade, before I knew what "cool" was, I used to listen to my mom's Barry Manilow albums all. the. time. I sort of them miss them sometimes, to be honest.
At the Copa!
It's my go-to karaoke song. My mom luuuuurved Barry Manilow, and I knew all the words to all the songs.
I love Copacabana! It's on my swim mix.
Noah and I just had a fight. I sent him to bed without speaking to him. That lasted for 20 minutes. Then I crawled in his top bunk and told him that I don't like when he lies because it means he doesn't trust me and I can't trust him. Then I made him laugh and now all is okay again.
I feel stormy today.
It was stormy in my head all day today.
I wish I could find the medley with all of his commercial jingles. That was one of my favorite things.
...You should probably have me committed.
Oh, I'd say you're pretty well committed...
I am ok with anger when it is from a library patron. It isn't personal ( and sometimes it is ridiculously funny) .
In my personal life - I don't know what to do with anger. Growing up - I was taught to think before I speak. I haven't yet succeeded in convey to Matt that 's why I want to go for a walk before finishing a discussion/fight - because I can think and therefore have no idea what will come out of my mouth ( i am smart - but I am so not a fast thinker ) . I have also noticed, and I remember doing this in childhood too , if someone accuses me of doing something - and I didn't , the fight is over. I just don't have much to say. and my anger is gone too. I figure when the are willing to actually see what is going on , that's when we can talk
Update: We have not died of botulism. Yay! Also, that salad was super delicious.
So I was at a bar with my friends and my Mom called, and she was complaining about how I never call, and I asked her if she had a reason to call me other than to yell at me, and she said, “No... wait, yes...”, so I told her I was going back to the bar, and I hung up on her. I drank too much tonight.
Also: I got home and read my mail, and I got an early birthday present from my co-op board:
PLEASE TAKE NOTICE: that pursuant to the provisions of Article I, Section 3 and Article II, Section 7 of the By Laws of [my Co-Op], a Special Meeting of the Board of Directors and Shareholders of the corporation will be held on [My Birthday] at 6:00pm at [across the street] for the following purposes:
1. to present grounds for the Board of Directors and Shareholders pursuant to paragraph 31(f) of the apartment corporation's stand form of proprietary lease to determine whether to vote to terminate the tenancy of [person] and her proprietary leases for Aprts. 7C, 7D and 8B at [My Building] and cancel the stock shares of the corporation allocated to those apartments based on objectionable conduct.
2. To receive a presentation from [person] in response to the presentation of said grounds.
Co-op drama! On my birthday! So much fun! I have no idea what the “objectionable conduct” refers to.
I still feel guilty about my Mom, though.