Thanks and, yeah, I'm remaining optimistic (difficult for an eternal pessimist) and slowly moving forward. With any luck, the rate at which I'm progressing increases over the next six months. It could actually turn out to be completely amazing. Here's hoping.
What's stupid is I haven't had a good birthday since I was, like, nine. You'd think I'd have grown accustomed to birthdays being terrible, ugly things but the memories that stuck are the ones from really early birthday parties in the backyard of my family's first house with the two cats before my parents hated each other. There was a creek trickling through the yard that marked the boundary of our property (not that we stayed within it - we were free range kids.) Every year, frogs laid eggs in it. My dad would collect a clutch or two every spring and hatch them in a controlled setting for us to watch before releasing them back into the creek. I remember myself as a lonely child even then but I have fond memories from those years and, damn, could my parents throw a party when they were young.
I think I just have to plan my own birthdays from now on and pin people down early to ensure I have someone to spend the day with well ahead of time.
Oh, and that dumb cat (here she is):
(Crossing her paws like she's some kind of lady.)
She wouldn't leave me alone for the couple hours I was packing last night but hissed at or scratched me if I so much as tried to look at her. On Saturday night, after a week of sucking up to her, I was able to pick her up. Wasted effort. Anyways, she cried the whole while I packed and nested in my favourite hat (rude) getting white fluff all over it. She insisted on sleeping in my room. At some point she fell off something. I laughed. She was fine. In the morning, she cried and threw herself all over my luggage and didn't let me leave. Last night she hated me though. Weirdo.
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I know we haven't gotten along... well, at all....
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People say shit like this and, more often than not, I'm like "Have we met?" I don't recall a single particular instance of not getting along with or even interacting with you. Like, I recognise you and realise you belong here and am sure we've exchanged pleasantries but, clearly, I don't take my internet battles sufficiently seriously because I don't remember butting heads with you. You're not special in that regard though. Other people have said stuff to me like "Even though I hate you..." and I always have the same reaction. I just don't take this shit seriously enough to experience any real negative emotions that I'd remember. I've been neglecting the theological truth of the internet being srs bsns. Sorry.
I don't take personal offense because, more often than not, over time, the people who thought they hated or couldn't get along with me are the ones sending me friend requests and PMs. I'm gruff. I'm not a monster. People see that. They never believe they will but they do. I also have a cute face and big, endearing breasts.
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but I do hope things get better for you. We here all think you're pretty top notch.
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Well, thanks.
I'm going to be OK. I'm just a pissypants right now. My birthday really brought it out. I'm not pissy with anyone, just generally growly. It's secondary to boredom and loneliness.