I am standing in Steph's corner shaking my head.

I had a laptop crisis yesterday

Hey, we're twins! In the worst possible way! When my laptop went kablooey last night (while I was working), Tim was helpful, but not as helpful as I needed (though admittedly, I am long past the end of my rope in how much emotional support I need in a crisis; a year ago, I wouldn't have needed as much support as I did last night). He filled me full of Ativan and suggested an alternative that I didn't think about (the dreaded Windows laptop we have in a closet for the ADD group). But I needed him to just TELL me everything was going to be okay. Confidently. That's not really his M.O., and I know that, but when I lose my goddamn mind (which is happening with depressing regularity), I need him to just forcefully tell me everything will be fine, because, oh, I am POSITIVE it's the end of the world and I don't listen to reason.

It's super hard keeping the wolves from the door these days, you guys.

But yeah. Communication, DAMN. (It's gotten a lot better -- thanks, television -- now that I can just say "I am Abed, okay? Tell it to me like you would to Abed." And that totally works. Because sometimes he uses metaphor and I just need concrete language.)

any of us can read any number of multi-sentence emails like a boss

I want to put this on my resume. And my next self-eval.

((Gud)) I have more thoughts but we are losing internet in a minute.

I was all keyed up to get some work done, but my coworker blew me off.

Dana: I hate it when that happens. Congratulations on surviving the encounters with the movers, and may the rest of the day be better.

My brain isn't typical, and while H knows it, he doesn't get it. So when I ask a question and he begins a lecture on the etymological history of a facet of what I just asked, I want to punch him. Just.Answer.My.Question.

No offense, but that sounds pretty typical to me.

In the context of everything else you have told us, Gud, this is part of a very disturbing pattern. You are way too hard on yourself and it sounds like you are not the only one. I hope y'all can straighten things out.

How's your daughter doing, Gud?

Thinking about current events on the board, I just wanted to apologize for anything I've posted that might have made people uncomfortable. My social skills are not very strong.

Gud, you've never made me uncomfortable.

I also want to apologize for any posts that have made people uncomfortable or annoyed. My social skills aren't the greatest, but they've improved a lot in the last 15 years, largely due to hanging out here.

I have a feeling that in the last seven years (after the Great Bedbug Fiasco of Aught-nine) there've been times when I've been excessively whiny, selfish and self-centered here. I'm sorry for that. Trying to be a good person takes work.

I would argue that there have been times when you've had a lot of shit going on, and that is what we are here for!

Note that most of what anyone says is about themselves most of the time anyway.