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For the first time at work today, I was assigned a homework support/higher level math student (algebra, to be precise) along with two younger grade-school level math students. I've never enjoyed work so much before! And the high school student I was with said afterward that she really liked me as a math teacher and learned a lot. :)

Gods I've missed this. Not even comparable to stumbling my way through reading exercises with a third grader.
 
*sigh* Thank you all for your kindness.:kiss::heart: :rose: I think it is just too long since I was held.

There are definite advantages to being single, especially if you're one of those people that are happy with their own company, like I am.
  • you can eat cereal for supper
  • no one nags about cleaning the house
  • you don't have to share the tv
  • you can lay around in your underwear all day
  • you can sleep on the couch if you want
  • don't have to share a bathroom (especially with a guy *gag*)
  • no explanations about where you're going at two in the morning

I could go on and on. I don't get enough alone time. I miss those days.

Cheer up, or you'll force me to come up with sillier reasons why it's better to be single. ;)
 
There are definite advantages to being single, especially if you're one of those people that are happy with their own company, like I am.
  • you can eat cereal for supper
    [*]no one nags about cleaning the house[*]you don't have to share the tv
  • you can lay around in your underwear all day
  • you can sleep on the couch if you want
  • don't have to share a bathroom (especially with a guy *gag*)
  • no explanations about where you're going at two in the morning

I could go on and on. I don't get enough alone time. I miss those days.

Cheer up, or you'll force me to come up with sillier reasons why it's better to be single. ;)

Hey, I resemble these remarks! What can I say, my couch is comfy.
 
There are definite advantages to being single, especially if you're one of those people that are happy with their own company, like I am.
  • you can eat cereal for supper
  • no one nags about cleaning the house
  • you don't have to share the tv
  • you can lay around in your underwear all day
  • you can sleep on the couch if you want
  • don't have to share a bathroom (especially with a guy *gag*)
  • no explanations about where you're going at two in the morning

I could go on and on. I don't get enough alone time. I miss those days.

Cheer up, or you'll force me to come up with sillier reasons why it's better to be single. ;)

true but there are still times that being held or hugged is wanted or needed
 
There are definite advantages to being single, especially if you're one of those people that are happy with their own company, like I am.
  • you can eat cereal for supper
  • no one nags about cleaning the house
  • you don't have to share the tv
  • you can lay around in your underwear all day
  • you can sleep on the couch if you want
  • don't have to share a bathroom (especially with a guy *gag*)
  • no explanations about where you're going at two in the morning

I could go on and on. I don't get enough alone time. I miss those days.

Cheer up, or you'll force me to come up with sillier reasons why it's better to be single. ;)

*trying to keep my face straight* I am curious as to what other silly reasons you would come up with. :kiss::rose:
 
There are definite advantages to being single, especially if you're one of those people that are happy with their own company, like I am.
  • you can eat cereal for supper
  • no one nags about cleaning the house
  • you don't have to share the tv
  • you can lay around in your underwear all day
  • you can sleep on the couch if you want
  • don't have to share a bathroom (especially with a guy *gag*)
  • no explanations about where you're going at two in the morning

I could go on and on. I don't get enough alone time. I miss those days.

Cheer up, or you'll force me to come up with sillier reasons why it's better to be single. ;)

I envy you. I hate my own company.

I am a shiny, happy person. :)

Mmm... Shiny... ;)

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Unrelated:

I hate having to buy a CD a second time because the first one ran away from home without leaving a note. And don't be too surprised to find me posting tomorrow how I have found the original copy of the CD that I just replaced.
 
true but there are still times that being held or hugged is wanted or needed

:kiss: exactly Feee, lol I have had a few long distance relationships but in all of them we never got together. It has been 8 years since I was held. Its toooo long. Of course once I am famous I imagine I will be beating suitors off with a stick. But they will not be sincere. Well maybe I can be wealthy anyhow.
 
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I hate having to buy a CD a second time because the first one ran away from home without leaving a note. And don't be too surprised to find me posting tomorrow how I have found the original copy of the CD that I just replaced.[/QUOTE]

How would you like to have to buy the CD for a second time because your now ex-husband's van was broken into and taken while he was off screwing some babe at her apartment while you were home cleaning his house and raising his kids? Do you need the name of a cleaning service in Northern NJ, Goat guy?
 
Well, laying up like that, all temptingly can't be easy on the back :D

:kiss:es for the back :)

one word, Chiropractor. They are amazinnnng.

Yeah I know...I saw one for six months after the accident I was in when I was seventeen and that guy did wonders for me then. Unfortunately though, this is from an accident I was in on Thursday while I was at work, so my boss has to speak with HR before I can go see a doctor and then it'll probably be a doctor they choose because of workman's comp. He said he would yesterday but he never got back to me and I can't get in touch with him today. :rolleyes:

And apparently, since I called off yesterday because of this I now can't legally return to work until I've been seen by a doctor. I hope I'm not stuck. :(
 
Yeah I know...I saw one for six months after the accident I was in when I was seventeen and that guy did wonders for me then. Unfortunately though, this is from an accident I was in on Thursday while I was at work, so my boss has to speak with HR before I can go see a doctor and then it'll probably be a doctor they choose because of workman's comp. He said he would yesterday but he never got back to me and I can't get in touch with him today. :rolleyes:

And apparently, since I called off yesterday because of this I now can't legally return to work until I've been seen by a doctor. I hope I'm not stuck. :(

Well, if they value your work, they ought to hurry up and get on with it, and send you to someone half decent who wont make the problem worse. :rose: feel better hun :kiss:
 
I hate having to buy a CD a second time because the first one ran away from home without leaving a note. And don't be too surprised to find me posting tomorrow how I have found the original copy of the CD that I just replaced.
That's why I always have them ripped to my computer, so I can make another copy. I frequently lose my stuff.
 
I'm so done. Seriously. I can't take this again, I just can't. :(

**not Lit-related**
 
I know what my reality is. That of never having a significant other. Who would want me? I am accepting that I am to be a loner for ever. I see it in many other trans-girls, the poverty of being on the margins and being "odd" leaves us with no one. What woman would want me? What man once I am post op? another lonely middle aged woman. Crap.:(

*hugs*

For the first time at work today, I was assigned a homework support/higher level math student (algebra, to be precise) along with two younger grade-school level math students. I've never enjoyed work so much before! And the high school student I was with said afterward that she really liked me as a math teacher and learned a lot. :)

Gods I've missed this. Not even comparable to stumbling my way through reading exercises with a third grader.

:rose: Yay you!!

I am a shiny, happy person. :)

:kiss::rose: It certainly makes me happy seeing you post.

I'm so done. Seriously. I can't take this again, I just can't. :(

**not Lit-related**
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My back hurts. :(

:rose: I saw your letter in the Dear X thread and I can say, been there and dealt with that. Do what you need to.
 
:kiss: exactly Feee, lol I have had a few long distance relationships but in all of them we never got together. It has been 8 years since I was held. Its toooo long. Of course once I am famous I imagine I will be beating suitors off with a stick. But they will not be sincere. Well maybe I can be wealthy anyhow.

OH Gia! What you said!!!! :D :D :D

(That's one way to keep a guys attention I 'spose... but with a stick??? :eek:)
 
You know how sometimes you meet a person, and you can see that something big has happened in their past, some tsunami-force ripped up their world in some way that hurt them, changed them. They are ususally more complicated, more interesting, sometimes in a dark and not-good-for-me way, but other times in a way that I know is worth the effort. I met a friend last year, someone I didn't expect to become a force in my life, a presence. We've flirted, but that isn't it. He's much younger than I am. He has a dark edge of sadness, and also a heart of absolute gold, the most generous spirit and a flashing intelligence.

Yesterday, out of the blue, he phoned me to talk. He's been flaky the last week, and it turns out that it's in part because his own dark history includes legal ripples, and they caused him some unexpected trouble this week. He took this long, shaking breath, and told me the story. And in his voice I could hear how people have judged him, how he judges himself, for a choice he made one night 6years ago. The choice was reckless, foolish and utimately had a terrible outcome for someone he loved. That person also made some bad choices, similarly bad. It's a terrible thing to get past. And I listened, and asked the kind of quiet questions I always ask, and reminded him to breathe. And then I asked him if he had forgiven himself, and he said that sometimes he feels like he has, and other times he has to forgive himself all over again 50 times in a single day.

I spoke with him briefly today, just about a silly thing, and when we were just about to hang up he said in the most surprised tone, "thank you for not being one tiny bit different with me - I knew you wouldn't, but it's still hard to believe."

This probably sounds depressing. It wasn't. Because I'm learning from him - he is a man who walked through a different kind of fire than I've known, and he has not given up on joy. I can't express how much I needed to see that, how powerfully drawn I am to it. And I don't know why I'm writing this here - maybe because I will literally break into shards if I don't express it, and everywhere else feels too public.

I love people who get up when it is difficult to do so. It makes my heart swell, and it makes me believe. So thank you, my sweet friend with the amazing heart, for getting up and not giving up, and for kicking my maybe-dormant sense of infinite possibility.
 
I see your hug and raise you a warm snuggle. :kiss::heart:

String bet! (though I wonder if anyone here but Safe Bet will get that one...)

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I love driving with the T-tops off my car, but my forehead is starting to burn a little bit from all this exposure. I know someone will proscribe sunblock, but I refuse. Out and out refuse ;)
 
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