darklingdawns
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darklingdawns

Oh, God. My last job, which I loved, had 6 WEEKS of training where the trainers were required by the client to read every. Single. Fucking. Slide. Word for word. Every single person in the class fell asleep at least twice, and none of us got dinged for it, since by the third presentation in as many hours, even the

I can contribute a 19-year-old (as of tomorrow) if he’s allowed to bring me with him!

I used to ride the bus to and from work, which meant 30-60 minutes each day, depending on connections. When Kidlet was young, the threat of going crazy during that commute was very real, so I created ‘bubble time’. It gave me time to decompress from work so I didn’t have to go right into home mode the second we

Libraries are also an excellent source of audiobooks! With several weeks of being stuck on the couch coming up, I’ve been on a checkout binge for audiobooks, ripping the files from the disc for checkout later.

This! It’s bad enough that I’ve been anxiously wondering if I’m even going to be able to drink lemonade with my new eating plan that’s ruined my taste buds for most drinks that aren’t water. But now that we’re approaching lemonade season, to be told that it’s bad? Hell, no. If I can drink it, even if I have to water

As to your first question, it’s very possible for people to take responsibility for having sex and still end up pregnant. I’ve gotten pregnant twice while using birth control - the first time, I was 18 and on the pill, and neither my doctor nor my pharmacist told me that the antibiotic I was put on for an ear

I got pregnant at 18, when neither my pharmacist nor my doctor thought to tell me that the antibiotic I was taking for an ear infection would render my birth control pills useless. I was putting myself through college, as was the father, so neither of us were in any condition to consider parenthood. But according to

I usually try to assume the benefit of the doubt, although there are times it’s easy to see that it’s not a service dog based on behavior. And in that case, the management DOES have the ability to ask the person to take their dog outside, whether it’s a service dog or not. Of course, it’s been my experience that most

I’m thinking because he has nothing of real substance to care about in his life and it’s easier to point fingers at others than take a good hard look in the mirror. My dad’s a Republican, pretty well-off and older, and he’s always been about small government and lowering taxes, so I’ve never really tried to change his

I’m so sorry you’re having to deal with the relationship roller coaster. There were a lot of ups and downs for me in the last 2 years with him, times that it would be difficult and other times that I’d feel so grateful for him and our relationship. For me, the final decision came when I went on vacation for a week and

My ex-husband once decided, when he was 5 years old, that he wanted pancakes on a Saturday morning. More specifically, he wanted his grandmother’s pancakes. His mom had been working with him on riding the bus, teaching him where to get off, etc. So (without bothering to get dressed) he let himself out of the house,

Oh, God, I remember those nights. The ex-fiance and I broke up about two years ago, and there were some really rough times for a good six months. We’d been together for over ten years and for a while I didn’t quite know how to be ‘me’ without also being part of ‘we’. But as time moved on, I started to create memories

Well, I’m less than two weeks out from my operation, and this weekend is being spent cooking and freezing meals. Next week will be devoted to picking up the living room, where I’ll be basically living on the chaise lounge for several weeks post-op. I have my pre-op appointment this week, then Kidlet’s bday is Thursday

Woohoo, go you with being right there at the finish line! I’m spending the whole weekend cooking and freezing stuff for my post-op period. Tonight it was pork loin pieces with rice and pork gravy, and tomorrow is spaghetti and ground beef. Probably going to do a batch of teriyaki chicken as well before I’m all

If she did, she had help from my ex-fiance, who to this day has NO IDEA how his constant passive-aggressive comments about me not having time for him led to me not wanting to spend what time I had that wasn’t taken up with work and kid with him.

He’s a fucking idiot. I’ve ridden MARTA every single time I’ve been in Atlanta, and it’s exactly like public transit everywhere - people get on, pull out their phones/tablets/books/headphones and proceed to ignore each other all the way to their stop.

Yeesh. That whole ‘sitting together’ part was particularly weird to me cause I know that when I get on any kind of transit, the main thing I’m looking for is an empty seat, preferably not next to anybody. And having someone walk past empty seats to sit down next to me would have me immediately going into a hacking

So very true! I had an absolute crap doctor tell me there was basically nothing he could do for my hip, that he wouldn’t attempt an arthroscopy on it “no matter what your weight is” - all this after he walked into the office and asked why I was there, despite being referred by his partner! My wonderful nurse at my

Whoever it was, doctors are asking them to contact their physician, as the byproduct is orange, therefore clearly unnatural and indicative of ill health.