TygerLili

Overextended.

Lost and alone. Not literally, of course, but I feel like I am not on the same page with several people in my life, and I miss the one person I always used to be able to talk to about these things.

There are a lot of good points here. I could do with a different metaphor, though. This one sounds a little like a televangelist's sermon.

Watch another episode of Scrubs and give Morbid a few more minutes ti get up on his own.

Why does my day off always seem to involve spending ridiculous amounts of money? If it's not paying bills, it's replacing something broken or worn out or buying something I need for work/school.

Surprisingly not tired considering how early I got up this morning. Frustrated that the bf and I seem to be forever on completely different time schedules.

I agree with almost everything COTN said, but to make my own points: Dishonesty in a relationship, in all forms, is inexcusable. Whether or not it's "cheating" is a moot point because it's a deal breaker no matter what you call it. As for the rest of the things on your list; it totally depends on the terms of the relationship. There are malicious and harmless forms of just about everything you mentioned. If you are honest with your partner, then I think flirting, dancing, sometimes even kissing, is not really that big of a deal. If you have an open or poly relationship, the list of what is acceptable is even broader. If you (and I mean the general "you" here, not talking to anyone in particular) trust your partner and feel secure in your relationship, then honestly most of this stuff shouldn't matter. For example, if your sexual needs are being fulfilled then who really cares who looks at what porn? If I felt that I had to worry about any of this stuff, then I'd know the person wasn't right for me.

I get what you're saying, but disputing one's beliefs or ideas is not the same as attacking someone. If someone outright attacks Morbid then I am going to tell that person where to stick it. If someone disputes something he believes, that I don't believe, it's up to him to defend it himself. And, honestly, if I did try to defend what he believes, he would probably get annoyed with me for trying to fight his battles for him.

Like I just put together my office chair without help from anyone.

Headache.

Congrats Scott and Calix! I have to say, though, that a thread that started out as a tribute to a type of bread that only exists in the south is the last thread I expected to turn into one where I ended up extending congratulations on an engagement.

One thing I've noticed when two people in a relationship have vastly different religious beliefs: It often seems like each party is quicker to get defensive when their significant others' beliefs are under scrutiny than when their own are. I suspect that this is because they feel secure enough in their own beliefs that they don't feel a strong need to defend them, but because they don't agree with what their partners believe, when those beliefs are under attack, they feel the need to show their respect by defending them. I'm not saying it's a bad thing, just something I've observed. Sorry, I know the above is a badly constructed run-on sentence. I can't find a clearer way to say it right now, so hopefully you understand what I mean.

I wish I could just stay in bed all day. I hate the between season weather changes, and so do my sinuses.

Nope. Once Morbid gets home from work today will be a fun-filled day of cleaning out mom's house. I am going to try for next weekend for T & NG's bash, though, and hopefully Morbid can come with me.

Melancholy.

Waiting for the dishwasher to finish so that I can cook dinner.

Glad today is only a half day of work. Like I wish the cat wouldn't start crying the second my alarm goes off in the morning. At least i never have to worry about oversleeping.

Tired. Glad tomorrow is Friday. Settling into the new job.

Happy birthday!

Happy birthday, Master Boo!

OMFG! Migraine doesn't even describe it. I feel like there's a demon with a little hammer and nails pounding on the inside of my head. It's throbbing so bad it's actually making me nauseous.

I'm thinking of being in bed before dark. I hate this time of year anyway, and with the way things have been going lately I'm in a mood that's anything but celebratory. Sorry if I'm raining on anyone's parade, but I am already really sick of hearing about Halloween.

Tired, crampy, and pissed at Bella. Work was good, though.