Kevin's Watch

i am 39 and i don't drive.

I'm 22 and still without a driver's license. I've been practicing since September, though, so it's just a matter of taking the test.

I'm 19, and I don't drive or have a liscense. I use my bike and the bus, but I do KNOW how to drive in case I have an emergency.

I just don't want to watch 3/4 of my minimum wage paycheck going down the drain for gas and insurance. Instead I get to laugh at my friends, when they laugh at me for my bike.

I only got my license when I was 25. I hate driving. Here, it's pretty essential though. People wonder how I managed as long as I did.

--A

What's this? New thread? I go away for a few months and you all switch things up on me?? I don't stand for this sort of thing.

Driving is zen. And it is not zen. To call it zen would be incorrect. So it is mu? I don't know. I don't understand the book. danlo, help me out here? Anyway, I got my license as soon as possible, and I love driving and everything that it is. It's peace.

I feel antsy. I'M GOING TO SEE JEN AND LUCIMAY ON FRIDAY!!! I'm driving to Cali over the weekend. I can't wait!!! Everything is going to be awesome, and the best Thanksgiving ever.

I also feel kinda grossed out because I found a Silverfish in my apartment, and they eat carbos. And carbos can be found in books (the glue and the paper.) Books, which I keep under my bed in piles, and lined up on my floor. Bugs are gross. Bugs that eat my books are the devil. (The Silverfish, which I have named Tank is under a glass cup with a hot lamp pounding down at him. They don't like light. It's as much revenge as I can get, really.

FORTUNATELY, I have a friend that works at an apartment that he has recently had to de-bed bug (do you have ANY idea how gross and horrible bed bugs are? I didn't, and I do now, and I wish I didn't) and has left over pesticides. I'm gonna have him spray. I hope it gets in the books...

I miss you all. Sorry I haven't been around much I've been super busy. But I love each and every one of you, especially the new peeps I haven't said hi to yet.

Nice to see you around Waddley.

--A

AVATAR!!! Did you know that you're like 15 kinds of cool? More people should try to be like you. And I'm not just saying that because I'm drinking.

Back to Jackie D....

(It's nice to "see" you too!)

Please, don't. I have enough ego problems as it is.

--A

Waddley Hasselhoff wrote:I also feel kinda grossed out because I found a Silverfish in my apartment, and they eat carbos.

Oh, that's what those things are! We used to have them in the bathroom. They don't seem to be there any more.

Yeah, we had lots of those in our house at Uni last year. Most in the bathroom--if you went up there at night, they were everywhere.

It mostly night for ours too. If you got up in the night, they'd scurry out from under the bath mat and stuff. I'm a bit squeamish, so I had to pretend I didn't see them, or I'd never use the bathroom.

Wadds, you're going to have the best time with Jenn, BGB and Lucimay!

Just don't bring out the Jack D around Jenn! Danlo and I already did that.

Waddley Hasselhoff wrote:I also feel kinda grossed out because I found a Silverfish in my apartment, and they eat carbos.

At least they have a good diet. I might invite some to Thanksgiving.

Waddley Hasselhoff wrote:FORTUNATELY, I have a friend that works at an apartment that he has recently had to de-bed bug (do you have ANY idea how gross and horrible bed bugs are? I didn't, and I do now, and I wish I didn't) and has left over pesticides. I'm gonna have him spray. I hope it gets in the books...

I had bed bugs at one duplex I rented. It was the worst thing I have ever experienced, and I know it was the new neighbor who brought it with him. They then enjoyed moving in with him. And yes, warfare with those little blighters was pretty intense.
Ever seen Starship Troopers? It was worse. I still get flashbacks and shaky whenever I see a black piece of lint on the mattress.
Finally ended their reign by practically soaking the mattress in bleach water right as I was moving away from that infestation land. I haven't seen them since.

<yawn> Well, SoS just woke up, came in and said "Is it camping day today" and I said "YES IT IS" so I'm off to have some fun and frivolity. See ya soon everyone.

Tired....running on about 3 hours of sleep. The hubby's snoring is getting intolerable and the stubborn a-hole won't go get a sleep study done. It may be time to move to the other bedroom.

Down. Talked to Ben today while we heading over the river and through the woods to the FIL's house. He has to go to Afghanistan. I hate it and there isn't a damn thing I can do about it. Still and all, he got almost a whole year state-side, which is more than some of the troops have gotten. I have to remind myself to be thankful for that.

I have to be able to deal with anxiety. I just had a conflict with one of the women in my office. She listens to music through her headphones, and it's loud enough that everyone in the office can hear it. I was playing music on my pc, and it was quiet, and she told me off. As I've had issues with this person in the past, I stood my ground. But the process was very stressful for me, and I felt rather sick.

I need to get back on my medication.

Loremaster wrote:I have to be able to deal with anxiety. I just had a conflict with one of the women in my office. She listens to music through her headphones, and it's loud enough that everyone in the office can hear it. I was playing music on my pc, and it was quiet, and she told me off. As I've had issues with this person in the past, I stood my ground. But the process was very stressful for me, and I felt rather sick.

I need to get back on my medication.

I definitely hurt myself when I tried to live an anxiety-free life: pushing myself to jog excessively, doing college work with equal compulsion... It took a while to realize that you've got to get your hands dirty every now and then. Not exactly the anxiety you're experiencing, Lore, but I know that getting used to anxiety can be like walking through fire.

I basically learned that anxiety is a human emotion, like happiness or sadness or depression. We're not complete without it; to pick and choose what emotions we want can be destructive.

I've also had my time with medication, when I was down to 120 pounds and couldn't concentrate on things I loved (books, talking to friends). Plus, the sudden weight gain was physically jarring and repugnant to my anorexic mindset. It was hard for me to know when the pills were truly needed or if they were an escape. I felt like a zombie for about two months there. Heh.

Lord Foul wrote:

Loremaster wrote:I have to be able to deal with anxiety. I just had a conflict with one of the women in my office. She listens to music through her headphones, and it's loud enough that everyone in the office can hear it. I was playing music on my pc, and it was quiet, and she told me off. As I've had issues with this person in the past, I stood my ground. But the process was very stressful for me, and I felt rather sick.

I need to get back on my medication.

I definitely hurt myself when I tried to live an anxiety-free life: pushing myself to jog excessively, doing college work with equal compulsion... It took a while to realize that you've got to get your hands dirty every now and then. Not exactly the anxiety you're experiencing, Lore, but I know that getting used to anxiety can be like walking through fire.

I basically learned that anxiety is a human emotion, like happiness or sadness or depression. We're not complete without it; to pick and choose what emotions we want can be destructive.

I've also had my time with medication, when I was down to 120 pounds and couldn't concentrate on things I loved (books, talking to friends). Plus, the sudden weight gain was physically jarring and repugnant to my anorexic mindset. It was hard for me to know when the pills were truly needed or if they were an escape. I felt like a zombie for about two months there. Heh.

Thankyou, LF.

Lore, for me, the worst part of that type of situation is trying to put it out of my mind. The situation is stressful by itself, then I created more stress kicking myself for not being ablt to put it past me immediately! After all, I'm right, and she's wrong. So why am I giving her one second of my time and thoughts?? "Come on, Eric, get past it!! Why am I still thinking about the incident two freakin' days later?!?! Get control of yourself!!!"

Heh. Well, it just doesn't work that way. It has to work itself out of my system. Now, in full loving acceptance of my psychotic mindset, I embrace the mental outbursts of "That #$%^ing *&%#@!!! She's so #$%^ing stupid I'll bet the toilet seat hits her on the head every time she gets a drink!!!" Yes, I'm quite proud of my zen-like acceptance of this recovery period that follows those confrontations.