This is not The Haters Club You're Looking For discussion
I'm getting old and I lose things.
Today i drove home from work with my shirt sleeves rolled up and the windows rolled down because it was too hot to stand it in my car. The thermo meter read 72F (outside) but i think that was high because i parked in the sun. By the time i pulled into the driveway it showed 68F. It feels like it's early March already. I'm wearing a short sleeve shirt tomorrow, i think. I just thought i'd share that with you.
Unless you can describe how the sun was also shining on the massive bout of acne that disfigures your flabby forearms which you can hardly see through the hair that has grown there instead of your aging head, I don't want to hear it.
Tom, I hope your Prius is haunted and that tomorrow when you get in the thermo meter will say 125F and the windows and locks will be stuck.
Gretchen wrote: "I'M OLD! I have wrinkles! I have grey hair! But then today I get a giant, painful bump on my jawline. WHAT THE FUCK!?"Look at it this way: at least you still have a jawline. People love a well-defined jaw and abhor face fat, so, I'd say you're doing pretty well.
So I've got that going for me, I guess.
Oh for god's sake. You think you're old? *cries*
Sorry. I don't think I'm old. I'm just hating myself. I have a birthday coming and I'm taking it hard.
Awwwww, Gretchen. Well I sure don't want you to feel worse than you are but I STILL get horrid zits! Those underground ones that can't even be popped, altho I sure do try and then make it 10x more swollen.I HATE losing things too. Just hate it, especially a loved item. I still mourn over some earrings I lost more than 20 years ago! Call around, think back to when you last had it, maybe some lovely kind person turned it in to a lost and found.
I have gray hair and I am not old. hair is no judge. How old do you feel? You act like you're 21, and on your way to the pub. Perhaps you drank a bit too much and forgot your scarf on the bar stool.Lush.
She took my advice and happily scampered off to the pub... Then was mysteriously side tracked by all the alcoholic beverages laying about. We may not see her for some time, and when we do she may not remember a thing about*.*But she will be missing another article of clothing... I hope she does that yarn through the sleeves things or else she might loose her favorite mittens this time.
I was sleeping. The only thing a miserable no good person SHOULD do with themselves. Except I had 2 separate bad dreams where 2 separate creepy men said upsetting rude sexual things to me. The first was when I was visiting Goddard Space Center (??). Someone made a rude sexual comment and I walked away. Then some old fat guy says to me: "Hey, just so you know, everything I do in bed I do really well because I walk with a cane." (??) Then I was in a bar (of course) paying my tab. I was wearing shorts and this creepy slimeball next to me starts petting my leg. I was like "the fuck is wrong with you?!?!" He got belligerent and we started fighting. I was trying to push him and throw barstools at him but nothing would connect. That's what always happens in my fight dreams and it's very decidedly UNsatisfying.
EEeeeeeew! Well, I suppose in your dreams you were proving to yourself that you are NOT old but still very sexually appealing? Ha, and then reminded yourself of all the losers out there, so you can wake up and be relieved that you are married with wonderful kids.
Thanks Bunny. I appreciate that. I got so mad when he blocked the bar stool. I was going to BRAIN him so hard!!!!@Lori: I guess I should look at it that way. You're sunshiny, you know that?
Does that really work? My punches NEVER connect in dream fights. I'm always just swinging right through the person. Same when I try to scream. Nothing comes out. Unless I make such a conscious effort to scream that I ACTUALLY scream, scaring the life out of my extremely heavy-sleeping husband. (it's a little bit funny when that happens.)
Oh I can never scream either! Except once I made such an effort I did, and Richard sprang up grabbing the little slugger bat he keeps under the bed!Gretchen, what Bunny described is like lucid dreaming, where you have the power to change things. Because you know you are dreaming. I don't have that kind of power. But it was so self-empowering to finally be able to scream in that dream - that was only a few months ago, and come to think of it, I haven't had to scream since. Hmm. I know I just jinxed myself, and tonight I'll have this horrid dream.
I've been able to guide things now and then but not very often. And never the stuff that really bugs me.Here's another thing that frustrates me in dreams. It's not as upsetting as the not hitting/not screaming but still highly annoying:
I can very rarely have sex in my dreams because I usually tell whoever it is
"I can't. I'm married!"
What in the holy world is wrong with me?!?! It's a dream! I did the same for a while with smoking in dreams, right after I quit. Now when someone offers me a cigarette in a dream I smoke the shit out of it! Thank GOD!
Do you know HOW you did it Bunny? I want to start doing that. I think. Part of me likes that my dreams are like movies and I have no control. But that's only because they're usually cool/trippy/funny/fun. When they are upsetting I want to start wrecking shop.
Speaking of dreams, I am screwed. I started working for a new branch this week (same department, different branch), and I’m in a new building. The building is pretty cool. It’s closer to home, a lot more quiet, the people are cool (or at least they keep to themselves), but they keep the temperature warm here. So I’m busy working – work, work, work, then BAM, I’m doing that whiplash neck thing, because I’ve fallen asleep, again. And the last time I was actually dreaming, and the Dirty Dancing guy who just died was trying to pick a fight with me. It’s doubtful I’ll impress the new supervisor thus. So the least you people can do is keep me awake, if not entertained. Though I would prefer awake and entertained. Thank you for your time.
BunWat wrote: "Glad to help. Have you considered dropping ice cubes down your back periodically?"No. Mainly poking myself with something sharp, or jumping up and walking around.
It's warm here too, Rusty-- another 72F day, although there was a moment this morning when i was a bit chilly in my short sleeves.Oh, wait...you meant it was warm inside. Never mind.
**kicks Tom in the shins**I'm short on verbal arguments, so I'm resolving to violence.
**stomps on Tom's toes**
That's not nice, Kasia! And besides, it's supposed to get kind of cold tonight. Mid 40s, i think. And tomorrow the high's only supposed to be in the 50s.
Okay, the last time I jumped up and wandered around, I found a couple of vending machines that appear to be from the 1980’s, and the price, 85 cents, was written in sharpie long ago. I’m betting I find a Tab in one of them.
Tom wrote: "That's not nice, Kasia! And besides, it's supposed to get kind of cold tonight. Mid 40s, i think. And tomorrow the high's only supposed to be in the 50s."That's the real me, not nice at all and with a violent streak that can be triggered by things like: snow, puppies, kittens, and more snow. So if the cold weather keeps up any longer, hide your toes, I don't want to see your limping Tom. Or you could couch me how to express my anger in a non-physical way...
So if the cold weather keeps up any longer...But that's what i'm saying...it doesn't look like the cold weather will keep up any longer. I expect to see daffodils and azaleas blooming any day now.
I'm good. I woke up just in time to head home.
You work for the government, right Rusty?
Rusty wrote: "I'm good. I woke up just in time to head home."Hahaha!
Not the Border Patrol.::hangs head in shame. hands over black magic badge. sobs::
::cries harder. tries to fish self esteem out of toilet::
If it makes you feel better, I did consider Border Patrol at one point.
Rusty wrote: "I never said which government."I read that book, The CIA and the secret service right? I don't remember the title, or who it was by but...
I thought that dude died...Does this mean, Fooz's voodoo spooks are the only ones that can talk to Rusty?
Pfft, go back to sleep Rusty, Lichtenstein needs your valuable input. And while you're at it, I can chisel my evil persona in peace. Like since nobody is taking me seriously, I thought I'd change my nick into something more butch (just like the gamers, I think they were onto something there), I just have to figure what.
Ooooh, that should be a poll: What should be Kaisa's butch gamer name to disguise her womanliness? (you should include "Red Tide" as one of the options)
Big Meaty Pole. Too butch? Or maybe too gay? There's a fine line.
Is Kasia really going for butch? Because that conjures different images in my mind. Big Meaty Pole is butch AND gay I think.
not that there's anything wrong with that.
Dave wrote: "Big Meaty Pole."GASP! Oh the images in my head. Thanks for that visual Dave.
But yeah on a guy this would be gay.
And the word "butch" is often followed by lesbian. That's not it either. I'm thinking something that shouts "testosterone!" or "steroids!" or "keep away, mean dog". In short, an opposite of this:
Eh! wrote: "Ooooh, that should be a poll: What should be Kaisa's butch gamer name to disguise her womanliness? (you should include "Red Tide" as one of the options)"I'm no gamer though. I just want to be feared, is it too much to ask?
Update on my original concerns:I found my lovely, perfect, favorite scarf!! Hiding under some of my husband's dress shirts. YAY!
I have several high necked garments that cover the alien on my neck.
(working on that whole bright side concept. How'm I doin?)
Like since nobody is taking me seriously, I thought I'd change my nick into something more butch (just like the gamers, I think they were onto something there), I just have to figure what. I recall someone i used to know online who used the screenname Sadie Masochism. Maybe something like that would work for you.
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Also, I lost my favorite scarf which was soft and light and lovely to behold, which was the perfect length and never strangled or itched.