TygerLili

Crabby and irritable. Like we need a bigger apartment, another computer, another TV, another bedroom and another car. I am sick of what feels like sharing a teacup with another person.

Actually the car is pretty much the same as when I picked you and Chris up 3 weeks ago. A bottle of antifreeze, a couple of snow brushes, and a couple of random papers in the back seat. Some CDs, a stick of deodorant (I went through a forgetful phase where I was forgetting to put it on 1-2 mornings per week, I'm better now, but I never got around to taking it out) and some napkins in the glove box/center console. Now my trunk, on the other hand, hasn't been cleaned out in over a year.

I have to wonder how people who are of the opinion that natural disasters, terrorist acts, etc. are god's punishment for some type of behavior that goes against their spiritual beliefs would react if their own families were killed in some sort of tragic, unnatural way (car accident, house fire, gas explosion...). Would that also be a punishment from god for some type of camaraderie with the devil, or would they be offended and outraged by anyone who might say such a thing to them. I'm not saying I hope anything like that happens, just that I'm curious what the response would be.

Cold and crampy, and like I can't go back to sleep. Like, one way or the other, being up at 6:30 AM on Saturday bites.

My dyslexia kicked in and I read this as Rob Pattinson (Twilight guy) blames Haitian earthquake... But, yeah, Pat Robertson is an asshat.

Happy birthday!

What would you people rather be called than sir or ma'am? Personally, I much prefer to be called ma'am, it's polite. Being called "Miss" irritates me. I am over 18, I'm not a "Miss" anymore. It often seems a little condescending. And heaven forbid someone calls me "Lady" (as in "Hey, lady," "My lady," is acceptable, but rarely ever used outside of Ren Faire).

Like I wish I didn't have go to bed, but I have to work in the morning.

This made me laugh out loud.

Wow, that was pretty bold...

Bored. Tempted to go out, but if I did I would most likely end up spending money that I don't have...

Yep, give her at least 3-4 months to process the divorce before you even think about introducing a new guy, and then do it very slowly. Be prepared, though, that no matter when you introduce her to the new guy, she's probably not going to like it, at least for a while.

There are people on this board whose writing makes that look like a grammar lesson...

Frustrated that I'm not "girly" enough to fit in at work. I just can't fake that much enthusiasm over wedding plans, mine or my co-workers'. I think babies are cute, but I don't gush over them, and I don't want to hold them. I don't care about things like interior decor and purse parties. If I was a man, none of that would be an issue, but because I'm a woman, and I work with a bunch of women, it is.

If I am interested in the person, then it doesn't matter to me whether they are wearing glasses or not. My fiance wears glasses, and I am equally attracted to him with and without glasses. In terms of noticing strangers strictly by looks, if I saw two guys who were identical in every way except that one was wearing glasses, I would probably gravitate very slightly toward the one who wasn't wearing glasses, but once I've spoken to someone, their looks move down to the bottom of the list of things I notice/care about.

Tired...physically and emotionally.

Tired. I slept like crap last night. Seriously annoyed with things/people I can't talk about here without having my post deleted.

+1 Not to mention really fucking petty!

OMG! Stop!

Well, I guess the positive side of this is that this guy won't be procreating.

Morbid and I ended up there to celebrate New Years/my birthday after we couldn't come up with anything else that didn't cost way too much. We had an okay time. Saw Nightgaunt and Tszura, Pomba Gira, Stormknight, Black Jack, Msterbeau, EnviousPoppet, Gimp, Slogo, Lord of Sins, Nienna, Darque Metallion, got to meet Lillylu. Thanks to Tszura and Pomba for the birthday drinks! Danced a few songs, then my shoes started killing my feet, sat and talked to some DGNers and some nonDGNers. Had a drunk guy ask me if I was Angelina Jolie (not quite, lol). Left about 3, I think. Feet were killing me all the way home, I won't be wearing those boots again.

Work out at least 15-20 minutes every day.

Thanks everyone!

Surprisingly not hung over, but I feel like someone fed me razor blades. Loud music in the bar area at City Club = fail. One of the reasons I go there is that I can have a conversation by the bar area without having to scream. Feet also hurt from wearing high heels for the first time in about 5 months. Looking forward to my birthday dinner with friends this evening.