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I wish I could help. I failed miserably in this regard when I had the same problem. He finally drove me so wild with frustration that I burst into tears in the middle of one of our group meetings and one of the other team members walked me home so I didn't wind up attacking him in the middle of the student union.

The turning point in my self-esteem was when my boss, after a few beers, yelled at me that I was not my disorder and to hell with anyone that thought otherwise. You are so right - you have it but you aren't defined by it. To hell with the people that don't understand.

Cats DO want touchscreens. It's true. My cat always finds my phone when I leave it on the bed and cuddles with it.

This... does not seem like good advice. After I got heatstroke (my friends tell me I fought them when they tried to get me out of my clothes and into something they'd soaked to cool me off - I don't remember this) I took my friends advice of drinking watered-down gatorade until I feel like I need to pee. If you

The more I learn about insurance companies the more I hate them. Not the everyday people that work there, but the people who make the policies. There's something wrong with them, but sadly, they'll never get treatment for their sociopathic tendencies because insurance doesn't cover mental disorders.

I got teary-eyed at the bit about the family friend.

I think he's trying to get his program to do something more specific - see, he resells the stuff he purchases and tracks it to see if he's making a profit (he is). So he's not just managing what to buy, as he buys everything, but he's managing how much he's spending vs. how much he's bringing in. My coworkers told

I was envisioning more a feathered hijab/wimple, but that could work too.

My coworkers tell me stories about a former coworker who apparently was insane about coupons. They say he got banned from several stores due to his hijinks and how they lost money whenever he came in. Apparently he is now convincing college students to develop a web-app for him to track all his coupons and inventory

What? No Sexy-Islamic-Navajo-Nun? I'm disappointed.

You know what amazes me about this? I read Escape and the thing that struck me over and over was that despite being raised in a society that told Carolyn that this was how she was to live and she was only worth as much as her husband deemed - she STILL had something telling her this was wrong, enough so that she'd

I think this line is also pretty telling of her situation: "She must have reached a point where it just didn't matter anymore and was ready[sic] to take whatever risks and consequences if she didn't make it."

Also: buy heavy glasses. I used to have these nice thin ones and one day when I was washing one it shattered and the glass went right into my hand. It didn't require stitches, but I've got a scar from it and a phobia of thin glasses. I always buy heavy duty ones now so if they shatter, it hopefully won't be into

Am I the only one that enjoys my commute? I enjoy the separation between work and life so that I can get my brain in gear for each, which in turn makes me ready to do whatever it is I need to. When I was within walking distance I felt like I never left work in the evening and never left my house in the morning.

Five seconds with Google found a number of articles about buckwheat honey as an effective cough suppressant. And apparently there's a Mythbuster's episode proving ginger is effective in treating nausea, but sadly, I haven't seen it.

So not surprised by the last sentence. I had a Malaysian friend who explained that once you married/converted into the Muslim faith, you were stuck with it for life. And your children and their spouses/children and so on and so forth... by law.

Shit like this makes me think we all need to don spandex and start patrolling the streets in groups as our own not-so-superhero teams. A proactive neighborhood watch group!

My mother was not happy she had to give birth there. It was well-known among the medical field as having a terrible maternity department. It's in Oklahoma - but this was 26 years ago. Hopefully things have changed.

It's not -that- bad. I mean, he's saving her a fortune in father's day gifts! All she has to do is go out to the nearest farm and shovel some horse dung into a box now.

Maybe use vegetable oil instead?