Somnium, I am sorry I said anything about you being in a hospital or mental institution- I have looked for where I swear I saw you post that, and I can't find it anywhere! I have lots of dreams that seem like they are reality sometimes, and maybe that's what it was?...in any case, my apologies.
Girl Afraid, I know who you are, and I am sorry I crossed you some time ago, I just don't know why you have been bothering to do things like post my name and say it was my fault in the first place. People who want to know who I am will know they can most likely find out doing a search. When I started using this board I was not using my head and didn't realize how easily accessible I was making myself. This gives you no reason to come on using a name I haven't posted here in over 6 months...I prefer to be anonymous, as anyone can well see at this point. And yes, I wrote you a letter a while back that you didn't like. It wasn't that I was nasty- it merely said things you didn't want to hear. I would be glad to end that horrible thread, and know YOU are the one who responded to my comment about my foot in mouth episodes. If you hadn't of, this wouldn't be, now would it? I never meant to hurt your feelings, but they are easily hurt, and I didn't want to continue on with the writing we had going on, that's all. I don't know why you say I was nasty?...but I definitely would be happy to let it end, and move on- as I had already!
Ok, no more making fun of people on prozak, or any mind altering drug for that matter. I have never used it, although I have been to a therapist or two, and have never needed it. I am not saying I am better than anyone for this - GOD forbid I feel that way! - I just am saying I don't feel the need for it...my body is highly sensitive to those sorts of things- sudafed makes me sleepy for goodness sake. So I guess I won't tread water where I clearly haven't been near the pool.
Maybe we can get back to the other issues on the board, like where we have gone on our winter vacations, or what we happened to jam out to in our car that day, or what Morrissey may have eaten for breakfast ...I don't care. Let's just leave this whole mess alone now.
By the way, Ms. Glasses, oh but you took those off now, haven't you? I suggest you take the advice that Girl Afraid has so brilliantly said- MOVE ON! You must see that you look sad and despairing over one meeting with our man o' the hour. No offense to Greasetea, but is he really this important to you? :::sigh:::
Suzanne, any funny stories to tell? I would love to see one...