Nightmare Girl

[damppanties]

I can't believe you still remember that bread.

It's unforgettable.

http://my.nbc.com/sn/e/b/0/f/eyre0104,nbc.com/images/06fef3127f000001072b441737c4d4f6.jpg

I knew it!!!!

 

[bluebell]

Yo. Here to poke fun at...er...I mean, have fun in Bleubs thread?

This is just as easily the "Poke fun at Drippy Drawers" thread.

I knew it!!!!

Pshaw.

 

[damppanties]

This is just as easily the "Poke fun at Drippy Drawers" thread.

Is not.

 

[tickledkitty]

Yes. Right up there with chocolate chip bread. *nods*

You got bread? Wow. Someone was supposed to send me bread like a year ago but never did. Some sort of...hmm...what was it? Cardamom bread? Yes, that's it. Cardamom bread. Braided. With sugar on top. From an old family recipe.

I don't think that people should continuously brag about their bread baking ability and offer to send another person some and then never do it. It's rather rude, don't you think, Dampy? I know you have no idea what I'm talking about, but still...

I wouldn't like chocolate chip bread. Don't care for chocolate. Not sure how I'd feel about cardamom bread. Never had it. Prolly never will. *sigh*

 

[damppanties]

You got bread? Wow. Someone was supposed to send me bread like a year ago but never did. Some sort of...hmm...what was it? Cardamom bread? Yes, that's it. Cardamom bread. Braided. With sugar on top. From an old family recipe.

I don't think that people should continuously brag about their bread baking ability and offer to send another person some and then never do it. It's rather rude, don't you think, Dampy? I know you have no idea what I'm talking about, but still...

I wouldn't like chocolate chip bread. Don't care for chocolate. Not sure how I'd feel about cardamom bread. Never had it. Prolly never will. *sigh*

There, there. I know what you're talking about. There was talk of a second sending of said chocolate chip bread but it never made its way here. Maybe it will in my lifetime. I live in hope.

 

[bluebell]

Is not.

Is too.

You got bread? Wow. Someone was supposed to send me bread like a year ago but never did. Some sort of...hmm...what was it? Cardamom bread? Yes, that's it. Cardamom bread. Braided. With sugar on top. From an old family recipe.

I don't think that people should continuously brag about their bread baking ability and offer to send another person some and then never do it. It's rather rude, don't you think, Dampy? I know you have no idea what I'm talking about, but still...

I wouldn't like chocolate chip bread. Don't care for chocolate. Not sure how I'd feel about cardamom bread. Never had it. Prolly never will. *sigh*

I found something out today. It's that there is ground white pepper for people who are too vain to use ground black pepper and run the risk of having little black flecks showing. I wonder if Cardamom bread has a separate "I'm not showing my slip" kind of sugar.
Probably not, but I was amused at the thought. Pepper vanity.

There, there. I know what you're talking about. There was talk of a second sending of said chocolate chip bread but it never made its way here. Maybe it will in my lifetime. I live in hope.

I don't remember talk of second bread. But, my head hurts because when I walk into work lately it's like sticking each of my fingers in a pencil sharpener, so maybe I don't remember.
In case you were wondering, that's just me saying "meh." In complicated and grotesque language.

 

[Stella_Omega]

http://my.nbc.com/sn/e/b/0/f/eyre0104,nbc.com/images/06fef3127f000001072b441737c4d4f6.jpg

Aww, a valentine-- and it isn't even Thanksgiving yet!

 

[tickledkitty]

I found something out today. It's that there is ground white pepper for people who are too vain to use ground black pepper and run the risk of having little black flecks showing. I wonder if Cardamom bread has a separate "I'm not showing my slip" kind of sugar.
Probably not, but I was amused at the thought. Pepper vanity.

Huh?

Now my head hurts.

 

[damppanties]

I don't remember talk of second bread. But, my head hurts because when I walk into work lately it's like sticking each of my fingers in a pencil sharpener, so maybe I don't remember.
In case you were wondering, that's just me saying "meh." In complicated and grotesque language.

Well, you said it. Now send.

 

[bluebell]

Aww, a valentine-- and it isn't even Thanksgiving yet!

I have to be that early, Stelly. Otherwise I'll never do it.
So yes, I have a wonderfully sharp Valentine for Dampy already.

Huh?

Now my head hurts.

I would explain but something might explode. That would be bad. Ish.

Well, you said it. Now send.

It's on the to-do list. Sheesh.

 

[tickledkitty]

Nightmare gurl
she's been livin' in her nightmare wurld





Ok. Back to work.

 

[damppanties]

It's on the to-do list. Sheesh.

Where? Number 1329?

 

[bluebell]

Nightmare gurl
she's been livin' in her nightmare wurld





Ok. Back to work.

Actually, now that you ask (which you soooo didn't ), the title is from the Aimee Mann song of the same name.
You're still a goob. And I still love you...Billy Joel.

Where? Number 1329?

Pfffaf. There's no pleasing you, woman. For crying out gently.
I'll show you. Someday. Hmpf.

 

[bluebell]

I feel it would be prudent of me to visit Bhutan in order to woo the newly crowned, 28 year old king (who is single and was educated at Oxford- a partial commonality already! Woo!).
I want somma that Gross National Happiness.

 

[bluebell]

Nightmare Rant Snippet

<snip>

I guess the real problem is not the doing. It's that question that always follows me around. When stuff like this happens. For years it's woven steady, sturdy fibers into my mind. Inroads.

Why the fuck do you like me at all?

And I keep thinking that I'll be able to get free of it. Gently disintegrate it with love, use patience to work the small, determined knots out of their strongholds.
Maybe one set of hands isn't enough, but maybe I just can't even get near another set to ask them for help.

-end-

Remaining thoughts:
Maybe no one can. Maybe it's an everyone problem. But it's only a problem if you know you're blocking yourself off, or being blocked. If you're not aware, you can't be close to other people, and so you don't run into this problem. But maybe there are some who only hit into the problem by crashing into someone else and realizing it's not completely real yet.
We can't be completely real for everyone, most times, but when we find people who make us want to be completely real I think the self-sabotaging starts. Because something inside convinces us that we're not worthy.

I'm not saying this right at all.

Here is my example.
You can either clean a floor passably and be content, or you can clean a floor superbly, get in all the corners and crannies, and know that every obstacle was tackled in the cleaning of that floor. If you like cleaning the floor superbly, cleaning it passably is gonna annoy the fuck out of you.
I can't explain it any better. It probably doesn't make sense to begin with.

 

[damppanties]

Bah. Wrong thread.

 

[fieryjen]

Random dropping by to say hi. I should maybe do this more often.

I listened to the Nightmare Girl song because I didn't know it, and I was curious. I really like it a lot.

 

[shereads]

I feel it would be prudent of me to visit Bhutan in order to woo the newly crowned, 28 year old king (who is single and was educated at Oxford- a partial commonality already! Woo!).
I want somma that Gross National Happiness.

Good job with "prudent" and "Bhutan." Now use "clever" and "Alaska" in a sentence.

 

[Sandy_Fox]

Good job with "prudent" and "Bhutan." Now use "clever" and "Alaska" in a sentence.

"When wes butcher a moose up here'n Alaska, wes use a meet clever!"

 

[shereads]

We can't be completely real for everyone, most times, but when we find people who make us want to be completely real I think the self-sabotaging starts. Because something inside convinces us that we're not worthy.

I'm not saying this right at all.

Yes, you are.

 

[damppanties]

I love you anyway.

 

[bluebell]

Random dropping by to say hi. I should maybe do this more often.

I listened to the Nightmare Girl song because I didn't know it, and I was curious. I really like it a lot.

Hellow, Jennywizzle. *smushyhug*
Loverly to sees yas. Drop by anytime. Especially if you want to pick on Dampy.

Yay for liking the Nightmare Girl song. It's a little rare; wasn't on any of her major releases. Aimee Mann's lyrics just always do it for me. Weird and yet completely accessible weird- I get where she is and I'm kinda there, too.

Good job with "prudent" and "Bhutan." Now use "clever" and "Alaska" in a sentence.

I can't. My nipples would explode. In a really, really bad way.

"When wes butcher a moose up here'n Alaska, wes use a meet clever!"

Yo Sandy.
You betcha.

 

[bluebell]

Yes, you are.

Your sig picture is grand.
(As are most things related to you.)

I love you anyway.

That's good. It's also good that my love covers your way, too, or else I could be peeved about this:

Bah. Wrong thread.

*taps foot*
What did you think it was? The Scrunchy Eyebrows Thread?!

 

[fieryjen]

Hellow, Jennywizzle. *smushyhug*
Loverly to sees yas. Drop by anytime. Especially if you want to pick on Dampy.

Yay for liking the Nightmare Girl song. It's a little rare; wasn't on any of her major releases. Aimee Mann's lyrics just always do it for me. Weird and yet completely accessible weird- I get where she is and I'm kinda there, too.

Yeah, I get that. I've never really listened to a lot of Aimee Mann, it just never came up. I'm glad it did now though. I've been humming that damn song all day. It's been fitting my mood pretty perfectly.

Oh, before I forget... *shmushyhug* to you too. And *squeezyhug* on top of it. And that nickname still makes me smile big.

 

[TE999]

Why do I feel as if I've stumbled into a combination slumber party, sex toy demonstration and Dr. Seuss diction class?

*Wanders off looking for a Bluey/English dictionary...and a compass*