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#51
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By the way, I presented a paper at a conference a couple of days ago and I guess it went okay. I'll ask someone who was in the audience what he thought, when I get back to work on Monday. It was a very good conference at any rate, and I enjoyed it a lot. There's been a lot of upheaval and uncertainty and unpleasantness and possibly other things starting with "u" at work recently, so I needed something like this (which is not even part of my job as such though it is part of my profession, if that makes sense.)
Now I'm in London, going to a wedding this afternoon, and then flying back home tomorrow. Slightly wilting Crocus. |
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#52
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Thanks. Carmina is fun and a crowd pleaser -- 4 sold-out concerts. The drive in to the arts district is a bit over an hour one-way though. It makes for a long week. I listen to recorded books though to make the time on the road more interesting. Currently in the middle of Lord of the Rings (which is a really nice audio recording by the way).
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#53
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Wth did i walk in on?!
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#54
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well i'll be arriving at t about 3 hours from now. i think i'm ready for whatever she's going to say. if she's mad at me for the way i've been acting, that's on her. realistically i don't think she will be but i think it's all tied up in the transference stuff which is also further complicated by the "i'll never be good enough for my mother" complex. Sometimes I think it might be easier to NOT be able to name what is going on with me. Since there seems to be precious little I can do about it. Other than go in and be completely vulnerable talking about it with t.
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#56
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we're still putting undergotchies in the freezer? Par-tay!
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#57
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It's a beautiful morning outside, i'm sitting here eating my scrambled eggs and avocado, watching 2 birds build up the nest on my patio. This is the 3rd set of parents we've watched... it has been fun watching the babies get fed and eventually fly away.
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#58
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No! Dont say the "g" word!!
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#59
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Truth or dare anyone???
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#62
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i'm sorry for whatever i should not have said.
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#63
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i'll go now.
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#64
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it was a joke! remember how i hate the Under....word....
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#65
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At least I was not the first person on this Couch to use the under------- word. I'm trying to mature here!
Though I THOUGHT it. ![]() Crocus - it's a thing at American slumber parties to steal someone's under-------- and put them in the freezer. |
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I dreamt about them last night
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Under-------- or wet nurses?
Either way, heck of a dream. |
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#68
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In honor of the bard -
A hmmm by any other name would smell as sweet! |
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Thanks for this explanation. I thought it was a proclivity of yourn.
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That word starts with u. I was confused. I get it now. Sorry, I'm all sensitive right now waiting for the time....
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#72
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That was supposed to be waiting for t time. Stupid autocorrect.
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Why are we putting the undergotchies in the freezer? I thought we were supposed to wear them on our heads and run around war whooping... ![]()
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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And just when I thought I knew everything about Americans...
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The kids are supposed to be spending the afternoon with the ex. The eight year old doesn't want to go, as usual. I'm bloody tired of being the mediator between the child who is actually a child and the grown arse man who acts like a child.
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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