For those of you who are fortunate enough not to have met my acquaintance prior to this forum, I am an adult human of the female flavor, so adult that some (Mac, you son of a bitch) would call me old. I have had decades to perfect the art of playing normal.
I think it is fair to say that I can easily fool people into thinking that I am an extravert, or that I have those *suppreses gag reflex* feeeelings that I hear so much about, but the J. Oh dear lord, the J. I just. Can't. Do it, Captain!
I mean, I see other humans do it all the time, I study them like the lab rats that they are, I mimic that set brow and definitive "Yes!" or "No!" that they so casually vomit up like so much of last nights cabbage, and every single time I do it, I hear this person, this fucking weird little alien voice follow up with "well, unless you are saying that you want to have sex with that donkey, then that's a little different. I mean, donkey fucking is wrong "in general" but if you have a special bond with Doris the donkey, well, it's not my thing, but who am I to judge?"
What the fuck, Del? Really?
I am pretty god damned tired of being able to see and accept so many different points of view. No, I don't agree with them, but a passionate and reasoned argument is just so fucking delicious.....
Does anyone have any P-ness shrinking advice/medication that you can share. I am desperate, I have bitches to slap.
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