I've been called cocky too. "I talk like this cus I can back it up"

f you want to masturbate or sleep all day or have a couple beers that is okay.

I feel that way too, that I can harness the energy that would be spent freaking out or getting angry or whatever and just getting shit done in a crisis. But agree that when the adrenaline withdrawals kick in, THEN I'll freak out. But for sure I'm a doer and it's come in handy.

I must know what kind of salad.

My favourite fact about myself is that I have a"special skill". Like if I were a collector card, this would be written on it. That is my ability to recognize any voice actor in animation, even from just a couple of sentences. You do not want to go to the latest Pixar film with me because although it is a cool skill,…

Let's hope this is just Japanese name reversal confusion and it's actually Cherry Tomato and Orange Carrot. Because the only way they could make vegetable ice cream worse is by actually making it fruit AND vegetable ice cream. The pictures suggest otherwise though...

Luckily it's a neighboring country and it would mean only 4 or 5 hours at the most, and my cats have spent that long in a car journey when I recently moved cities. Though one of my kitties did pee in her carrier, so I felt really bad for her and she might not tolerate it again. My dog would give no fucks.

Ah fuck, that throws my plans out the window. I am planning on starting a PhD in how cats cope with the stresses of air transport later this year. (Irony: I have to fly my own cats to a new country to do it too). And before you ask how that will contribute to science and/or help my career, don't. I know.

Thank you. And we'll see. That might be a while off yet.

Of course. It's his fault, I realize that, and actually left a month ago. I feel terrible anger and resentment towards him, but it is coloured with the memories of a loving relationship over a decade long. I am only glad I never met her so that my hate has nothing solid to cling to, just the concept of her.

Somewhat related but not really dilemma, my ex partner recently cheated on me (see my pity party on yesterdays open thread) and while an obvious amount of vitriol was targeted at him, I probably targeted a lot more on the girl who cheated with him, as she knew about me, and I didn't have the complication of having…

It happened again last night - after my blue day, I ended up crying myself to sleep. It was completely dark, and my dog very quietly got out of his basket and hopped up on my bed. It's probably more or less operant conditioning at this stage: she cries > I try to get on the bed > I am not kicked off. But if so, it's…

Recount. My mother was a Jennifer and we had no $400 shoes. I mean, we weren't in debt either, but we had nothing.

Yes, that's exactly what it is. And it feels like a long time before I'd be ready to have someone there again. Please tell me the pangs lessen after a year! The party was kind of impromptu - I went out for dinner with some friends from out of town, who were meeting other friends of theirs and I suggested we drink at…

Yes it really does. But I used to have a partner AND a puppy (and another dog that I left with him) to cuddle with. :(

My animals have been an amazing comfort to me. I have two cats too. If ever I get upset and have a cry, all three end up in a big pile on top of me on the bed. I think they are just getting me to shut up (the other day the dog heard me laughing and thought he might try to get on the bed) but it's really nice all the…

Thank you. But I think the best idea for now is to get to a point where I'm happy without someone. Then someone nice will come along and it will just be a sweet bonus.

Hi, I'm having a pity party, would you care to join me? My long term relationship ended 4 weeks ago and though I've made great strides, I'm really having a blue day today. Had people over at my new place last night and I don't think there is any sadder feeling than having a party of people leave you all alone in your…

Like "being at the airport" or "with their kids"? I think when so many celebrities are willing to share the more mundane moments of their lives they undermine the value of pap shots, while maintaining a lot more control over their public image.

Nah, the non-internet-savvy olds.