The Couch 149 : Boby Lives On!

Glad you're feeling better

The anesthesia... Hm. I'm not sure if that wouldn't actually make things worse... Because you'd know intellectually what happens but you couldn't feel it? Not sure, but I guess it would freak me out.

Hugs. I wish your BF is way more understanding. Mine took it very very slow, even with hugs and kisses.

I mean they knock him out completely, not just the stuff that numbs you.

I would prefer it, just speaking for myself. Logically I know it is not trauma- it's just the association with trauma and the physical sensation which makes it awful for me- so I assume if I'm not conscious to make the association or feel what's going on, it'll be all good.

Blegh sorry, I am giving myself the wiggles with this convo. Yuck yuck yuck

I just wanted to post exactly the same

Let's talk about something more fun... uhhh

I don't even know what "giving myself the wiggles" actually means, I just assumed... Sorry.

Google doesn't know it either, sooo... Sorry if I misunderstood.

I have a Russian friend who's very insistant about buying me food and drinks on her birthday, and also very insistant about doing things the American way and paying my bill on MY birthday. I'm like, "you can't have it both ways!" but she thinks she can! I try to hijack the bill but she's sneaky. Works out well for me financially though, I guess

Sorry I think I tend to just make expressions up.... makes me feel wiggly, like all grossed out and squirmy inside

Eta this is NOT standard english... I'm guessing any native or regular speaker would have to make an educated guess too...

I have a notebook full of english idioms / translations... I think yours definitly was one that belongs into the category "not too hard to understand"

I hate Friends but the "moo point" scene always makes me laugh

I've never seen Friends but I've seen that scene clip and EVERY time I say "moot point" I say "moo point" in my head and crack up.

"Running On Empty" is a good book... there's a part talking about how people who described their childhood ask happy can grow up with a host of issues due to emotional neglect.

I stayed up late last night and read over half of it already I could not put it down. Brought it to work today to read more at lunch.

Thanks couchies for being here and your support through the weekend!

At my moms. I'm already pissed after 30min and we already have the first comment due to my clothing (as it's not weather appropriate)

This will be fun

SIGH. My phone just rang at 1:10, and it was T2...he was like, "Hey, are you on your way?" Ummm. I had asked him to switch my appt NEXT week from Tues to Mon at 1, not THIS week. I can still go tomorrow as he had not filled my usual spot, so no biggie (I guess). I mean, he's fine with it. I just feel unsettled for some reason.

I despise travel

It stresses me out like crazy especially trying to sweet-talk my instrument in as hand baggage, but then when I stay in one place for too long I get itchy to go somewhere different.

I'm at a cafe doing work and at one of the tables is a woman tutoring a little girl (maybe 9?) in her summer reading assignment. They're looking at maps to find out where all the people in the book come from and the girl just has the HUGEST smile on. It's making me the happiest I've been all week, no idea why, but it feels nice.

The task at hand: emailing the idiot conductor of the orchestra whose dress rehearsal I forgot about back in May to beg for my job back. I may as well be licking **** off his shoe.

Hope it works out, anais!

Thanks art, me too, me too.

I despise him unlike anyone else I've ever played for. I haven't written a single sentence. This is going great!

Today, in an MC session, I uttered the following statement regarding what I needed from H:
"I think what I need is something verbal...like...words." [Cue hysterical laughter by MC, H, and me.]
Yes, I have an English degree, uh-huh!

I don't know what to do with this 'extra' time in my day. Sessions are now only 2x a week and although I'm encouraged by this and happy at the thought of having more 'me' time in a week, I'm actually quite sad about it. I'd rather be in the throne room with Duchess than anywhere else. I guess that's the point of all of this though, isn't it? To learn to 'be okay' by yourself? What if I don't want to be okay on my own? What if what I want is to see her every damn day and pay for it? Why is that wrong? Whose idea was it that says what is wrong/right for people really is what is best for said person? Why is there a standard? Everyone is different so how can all standards be the same?

I miss my T

I might have texted him "ur my mommy"

Pushing boundaries is my forte