My very first quasi-sexual dream was about Ted. It was ridiculously chaste, but gave me all the pants feels.
Seriously. I thought they had turned into a bunch of munsters.
You can exclude specific fabrics, or make notes about what types you'd like to see. They use a lot of polyester though...
Her picker has been broken ever since Fiyero broke her heart.
I had forgotten about that.
I hope she's all:
It makes me feel a bit more...normal? At least less alone. :-)
Solidarity! I haven't tried EMDR (yet) but recovery is such a process. Progress, not perfection is my mantra right now. Some days are going to be "better" than others and that is hard for me to accept.
Thank you for introducing me to this meme, btw. I am suppressing fits of giggles in the library.
Blah. I wish there was a magic bullet for them. The only other thing that has made a difference for me is watching out for tyramine levels in my food—they seem to impact me more than sulfites or nitrates. I so hope that you're feeling better today.
*hugs* What all have you tried?
Try just getting your bangs wet and blowing them dry!
I'm all goosebumpy!!
"Regardless of one's tastes, the classism is palpable." BOOM.
YES! I just had to reinsert mine a few times before it would stick. Adding a text anchor seemed to help.
Right?? I'm like, MOM you are so much smarter than this. But I don't want to be a dick about her faith on Good Friday...
My default stressed-out song is Yellow Submarine. So weird!
Yeah. That tree at the end? Unfair, writers. Unfair.
That is very disappointing. Flip flop callouses are the worst...