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Nyet. I seem to have misplaced my head in general this week. I've hit it once on my desk looking for something I'd dropped, once on my saddle rack, and once on a wall (don't ask). But those were all the top of my head, not the back.
Sarah Pi wrote: "Is it possible to pull a muscle in your skull? "For you maybe, I have no muscle in my skull, just open space.
Upper, or lower, SP? Like near your neck? Because your neck muscles do go up a bit and attach to the base of your skull I think. Bun would know. I know my massage therapist puts her fingers in right at the curve of my skull and digs them in there. It kills, but then when she takes them out it has relieved all of my tension. There has to be a muscle there, or she wouldn't bother to poke.
Muscles in the neck go all the way to the base of the brain.
Yeah, it's in a brain-base type of place.
I'm not sure how you'd pull a muscle there...but there you go. Get yourself one of those thermal care patches and stick it to your head. :)
I'm now distracted from that because I sat down with a pen in my pocket and drove it straight into my thigh. Yowch.
SP, you might think about having yourself checked for an ear infection or some kind of neurological disorder...you seem to have become VERY accident prone lately!
"I've hit it once on my desk looking for something I'd dropped, once on my saddle rack, and once on a wall (don't ask)...I'm now distracted from that because I sat down with a pen in my pocket and drove it straight into my thigh. Yowch."
"I've hit it once on my desk looking for something I'd dropped, once on my saddle rack, and once on a wall (don't ask)...I'm now distracted from that because I sat down with a pen in my pocket and drove it straight into my thigh. Yowch."
Or, are you pregnant? I heard women get accident prone when they're pregnant...well not all women obviously.
Thanks for your concern, Amelia. I think I'm just tired and not being as self-aware as usual.I am not pregnant.
I dedicate the following song to my daughter...it sums up our current relationship sooo incredibly well!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgC1VE...
Ugh.Just ugh.
Barb wrote: "Sarah Pi wrote: "I am not pregnant."Are you sure.
*giggle*"
It would have to be an act of god, Barb, since we're not actively trying. You know, given the whole gay thing.
Ah, caught the giggle now :)It is definitely a perk most of the time, and at some point will make things more difficult, just as you said.
Dear asshole, What happened to "I want you. I miss you, and I am coming to see you as soon as I can"?
I really can't believe I fell for it again. 'Boys don't deserve' me? Well, you don't deserve me either.
Fuck off.
Sincerely,
B
Not just because I dont have anyone. But all of my friends are having problems involving their bfs/gfs, and they all come to me. Most of the problems involve someone else wanting them but they are in a relationship. They are privileged enough to have unwanted attention
Okay, so since I cant delete anything using my iPod, I realize how melodramatic my last two posts are
No, it's how you feel, and it's valid, Britt. We all feel alone sometimes, and it's not fun.*hugs*
Britt,I know you may find this hard to believe but being alone is the best thing that ever happened to me. I am really and truly getting to do what I want and what is important to me. I have always been cat like anyway and don't like clingy people. For most of my adult life I have been trying to make everyone around me happy and haven't given myself the same consideration. Don't get me wrong, I have had fun, but I always seemed to be the one to compromise for someone else's happiness. Embrace your youth and try not to take everything so seriously. Just from reading your posts, I know you are a vibrant, fun-loving, emotional person. Take the time to fall in love with yourself, to know yourself, and to enjoy every minute of every day. You are worth it.
Sorry things are sucky Britt. Wish there was more that I could say other than we're rooting for you.I'm having the opposite problem right now, unfortunately. I'm craving solitude and can't get it because a 2 year old thinks that he can jump up and down on me all day long (painfully) and say, "mommy come" every 2 minutes (which means he wants me to get my lazy ass off the couch to come look at something). Normally it wouldn't bother me, but it's been at the point where I want to tear my hair out because it's CONSTANT.
He's at the stage where no form of punishment works on him either, whether I use the patient talking to method(he laughs), the time-out method (he gets up and laughs no matter how many times I put him back) or little swats on the butt/leg (he laughs).
I started crying last week when my husband worked a 12 hour shift and I just wanted to take a nap because a migraine had set in, but bouncy-bounce wanted to jump on me.
We all have our intrinsic problems. I hate mine. But I don't know anyone with whom I would trade.
ms.petra wrote: "Britt,I know you may find this hard to believe but being alone is the best thing that ever happened to me. I am really and truly getting to do what I want and what is important to me. I have alway..."
Ms. Petra, this is lovely. Britt, please take heed of her wise words, if you can at this time.
My mom came to bring me some fall/winter clothes, and she parked in front of the trash dumpster 'cause this is Game Day AND Parents Weekend, and there was nowhere else to park. But because this is game day, the Department of Public Safety is hella strict on parking, and hit my mom with a $250 citation. He gave us the ticket SIX MINUTES before we got back to the car. Hopefully, when she appeals online TOMORROW, she'll can get it reduced to a warning.
Also: I THINK I HAVE THE FUCKING FLU. I have a philosophy paper due on Thursday that I have no idea how to write. Midterm week is the week after next.
ARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
The fucking flu sounds awful.
Update: I don't have the fucking flu. Thank God.
Maybe it's the boogie-woogie flu? That often goes with the rockin' pneumonia, though, and she doesn't sound all that rockin' right now.
Today has been pretty fantastic, you guys.I just got back from a drag show. OMG OMG OMG! The energy in that room was amazing.
I went to a drag club in Frisco once and I swear - there was a drag queen there that had to be one of the most beautiful "women" I had ever seen.
I've staged managed a few drag shows in my day. That is NOT a job for the faint of heart.
i went to one this last spring (very very funny story) sort of by accident and i was terrified the performer was going to come over and talk to me as he/she was using the audience for all her/his very bawdy jokes. very funny stuff though
Totally feeling unappreciated by my friends right now. Not cool. So not cool.
If it makes you feel a little better, though I am sure it doesn't help a lot. We appreciate you Britt.
Thanks, Gail.I get to go have a conversation in Spanish for 10% of my grade. Oh goody!
I'm wearing this shirt today:http://www.threadless.com/product/228...
Anyway, at dinner, the table across from mine was having the most polite homophobic conversation that I've ever heard. Made me sick.
Stop whining. So another one doesn't want you? So what?
He shouldn't have let me feel beautiful if he was just going to take it away.I'm seeing a counselor next week. Hating myself this much isn't normal.
But with your first visit of the "mental health services," you can't make an appointment; you have to walk-in. And I really am NOT okay with that. I don't want to just talk to anyone, I want to make an appointment; time that is set aside just for me.
Hey, Rapunzel, you sound out of control. I've been there, and I can tell you what I did. When I was overwhelmed with emotion, I took a shower. Then I cleaned my apartment. Then I went for a long walk. Then I went shopping for my favoite foods, came home, put on my favorite music, and cooked. I had a good meal, drank some wine, and slept.
When I woke up, I got dressed and went for another, even longer, walk. When I got home, I made a list of things to do. For me, these included getting in touch with friends, working out, and doing at least one thing to help someone else.
The idea is TO DO SOMETHING. You can see that I didn't just sit around and let someone else's actions get me down. I hope you won't, either. Sending you good thoughts, Rapunzel.
Scout, those are some good suggestions. My house always gets a lot cleaner when I'm in a bad mental state. And the dog gets extra walks. Doing something is a great antidote to those pesky demons of despair.
It does work, doesn't it? Just doing something. Many years ago, a guy whom I'd broken up with came knocking at my door. He was a volatile, unpredictable sort, so when I opened the door, I wasn't too surprised to see that he was holding a pistol. We managed to have a civil exchange, and he ended by handing over the weapon. I closed the door, locked it, put the pistol on a table, and took a shower and washed my hair. Then I went for a walk and ended up at the Y, lifting weights. Respond to crazy-making situations with simple, constructive actions, and you'll feel better.
Thanks for the suggestions, Scout.Ugh, it's that time of the school year where I hate everyone and everything. Jesus, when will I grow up and just stop caring about what everyone thinks?
Rapunzel Incognito wrote: "Thanks for the suggestions, Scout.
Ugh, it's that time of the school year where I hate everyone and everything. Jesus, when will I grow up and just stop caring about what everyone thinks?"
I don't know, Britt, but it will be a wonderful thing - a release if you will - when and if it happens.
If you're worrying about what others think, then you're already giving way too much of yourself than any of them deserve.
It has to be about you, not them.
Ugh, it's that time of the school year where I hate everyone and everything. Jesus, when will I grow up and just stop caring about what everyone thinks?"
I don't know, Britt, but it will be a wonderful thing - a release if you will - when and if it happens.
If you're worrying about what others think, then you're already giving way too much of yourself than any of them deserve.
It has to be about you, not them.
someone visited my blog using the search term: 'cunt core heel jonge meisjes' (very young girls) ewnow i feel dirty by association.
I am wearing my favourite nightshirt to bed because it's short and comfy, and I like short and comfy. Yay sleep!
Janine, I wonder why some part of us gives credence to the bad things people say about us. A popular girl wrote in my yearbook forty years ago that she didn't like me, but I always had gum. Forty years later, I remember that. I'd like to be able to say that Mary Ann has been divorced five times and is miserable, but I don't know what happened to her. Living well is the best revenge, however, and I'm happy and healthy and looking forward to walking my dog tomorrow and cooking some kickass chili (no beans).
Janine has a blog? Shouldn't we get a link?
Have you been listening to AC/DC?