Curiouser and Curiouser
So a very curious thing just happened. There I was sleeping happily, apparantly *finally* out of the front for a minute, when something grabs me, shoves me back into the front mid-conversation with my credit card company! I was like "WTFhello?" Gah, no phone ring, no warning, just fucking talk to them, with no idea what's been said.
Needless to say, we suck at holding down the front while switching. How do we get better at this? Practice and communication skillz, I suppose.
I want out of the front so badly. I'm tired of dealing with everything all the time. Can't we make this a team effort? The others often join me in the front, but bodily control, aside from the few times I've been kicked out totally and then thrown back in, has been mine. And of course I don't get to pick when I'm thrown out or back in. I want a fucking break! Do you hear that brain??
GAH. fml.
--Tasha
Needless to say, we suck at holding down the front while switching. How do we get better at this? Practice and communication skillz, I suppose.
I want out of the front so badly. I'm tired of dealing with everything all the time. Can't we make this a team effort? The others often join me in the front, but bodily control, aside from the few times I've been kicked out totally and then thrown back in, has been mine. And of course I don't get to pick when I'm thrown out or back in. I want a fucking break! Do you hear that brain??
GAH. fml.
--Tasha