Y'all, I have been honest to god networking tonight and having substantive conversations with relevant and important people. It's like I don't even know me! I can't wait to tell my therapist.
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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.
Facebook has been the saving of my relationship with my last remaining sister. I've communicated with her in the last year more than I have in the previous 20.
My mom is one of six. Oddly enough, I got my aunt Sue's letter tonight (addressed to her sibs, but it was forwarded to some of the niephews.) Seems topical tonight. And FUCKING HELL, to bed with me!
To my sisters and brother-(2nd sister) used the term ‘collective ego’ to describe the fact that when one of us hurts, we all hurt. Certainly the love and support that has come from all of you may be a sign of that fact. I have realized in the past, that we were a particularly close family and have certainly reaped the benefits of this closeness from time to time, but the concept became particularly powerful with Frank’s passing, Even before I made that very tearful phone call to Marcia [my mom] from St. Anthony’s when I realised that this was the end for my dear husband, I could feel the support that I knew would be there from all of you.
I am lucky. Very lucky.
Allergies.
brenda, that's quite a success!
That's lovely, sarameg.
Oh, cool, I want one of those. Where do you get them?
Think Geek has one. Just to counter the sporty suggestion.
So my upstairs neighbor just woke me up complaining about tv volume. My tv has been off since midnight but he refuses to believe that the Bravo infomercial bothering him is not coming from my apartment. Dude, I don't even have cable. What incentive would I have to lie? If it's me, I apologize and turn it down so you go away instead of arguing in my doorway while I freeze my bare legs off.
Do you have a long broomstick? I feel like some random ceiling banging is in order.
Zen, thanks. It's a big thing for me to shrug off the avoidance and not be looking for the exit.
ION, I just fell asleep - okay just woke up - in the enormous bathtub. Still warm after two hours. I considered getting my pillow and mask and getting back in.
[I'm going on the theory that if you're not super drunk, which I'm not, or doing drugs, ditto, you'll wake up if you go under. But also my feet are enormous raisins so I will go to regular bed.]
Please don't drown, brenda!
I slept in! Until 5:30. I don't think that counts.