Just got into a discussion about the First Amendment that helps me understand why moms of preschoolers get so fed up."Ok," this guy says, like he's got a real toughie for me, "What if, as a statement, a businessman didn't put a ramp on his business...would that be okay with you?" I can almost see him expecting me to be all flummoxed, but the truth is the *statement* bit would be the only novel thing about that. The only thing different between this and talking to a little kid is that nobody said "Because why?"
Giles ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I go to see a new therapist tomorrow. I don't wanna. My sad lazy cocoon protects me!
My sad lazy cocoon protects me!
Misread this as "sad lazy raccoon" and wondered for a second if you weren't speaking metaphorically!
Misread this as "sad lazy raccoon" and wondered for a second if you weren't speaking metaphorically!
Maybe a Sad Lazy Raccoon would be more helpful than a therapist. I know I would enjoy one. Though I would hope it was merely a bit melancholy.
I go to see a new therapist tomorrow. I don't wanna. My sad lazy cocoon protects me!
Go you! All the ~ma and power to you.
... And yeah, my brain also went for racoon.
I hope it is a good fit, Nora.
Good luck, Nora. I hope the therapist (who I am now thinking of as a raccoon) clicks with you and can offer some help.
I hope the therapist (who I am now thinking of as a raccoon)
Dr Raccoon, MD.
Dr Raccoon, MD.
...vs. the Brain Weasels!