I've Given All I Can / It's Not Enough

[mystery_skies]

~*~ Anxiety dreams all night.

~*~ I canceled my therapy appointment on Friday because I was feeling crappy and didn't want to drive down there. Plus, I didn't really have anything I wanted to talk about. I felt guilty about it all weekend.

~*~ It looks as though talking to me has become not worth the effort and is preferably avoided,

Comments

[thewordfairy]

What. The. Hell. Is a shreddie?
I tried looking it up on wikipedia, and I have never seen the stuff up here, nor have I ever seen a shreddie commercial.
I just have no idea.

As far as the whole square peg thing....obligation? Why on earth would a square peg have any kind of obligation other than being a square peg. Guess I'm not following you on that one.

And might I add....I am not some psycho bint waif who's only truly compelling conversation contribution is "Do you like that, baby?" during those intermissions between when she's got your dick in her mouth and when she's working up more saliva. nearly made me piss myself laughing.

I figure having sex with boring people is hardly worth the trouble. You spend the whole time hoping to god they don't talk and ruin it and by thinking about them talking, you think about what they'd say, and then ruin it yourself. Even if you keep their mouth full for most of the time.

Boring is boring.

And a waste of a good orgasm.

[mystery_skies]

It was sorta at the end of the square peg/round hole dialogue, when you were hypothesizing about the 'reasons' that the thing I've been pondering happening... happened at all. You were saying that maybe it was because 'maybe there could have been' and possibly a bit of 'wanted to try and see' but ended up with 'didn't work out that way' and I just started to feel like I came off as an obligation or a guilt-reaction or something. You know? I wondered if you had actually had that conversation or if you were really just surmising as to why it got all wonky... but I was too chicken and crying too much to ask you at the time.

Anyway, you fail at the Wikipedias my fine friend. And, at the Shreddies, apparently. :P

All kinds of surmising actually.

[thewordfairy]

Nah. It was all my pure speculation, based on having been on both sides of the equation. It is what I have thought, and what I have done, and how in the end I came to terms with it.

I'm pretty sure I am neither a square peg, nor a round hole, and I've tried really hard in the past to be one or the other, which in the end just adds more interesting stuff on the end of the contraption that tries to make two people fit together when they just don't.

I found my match. Blew my mind when I did, and I wake up each morning equally blown away, but I found him. Something says we are closer to some kind of e shaped thinger, probably with a blast-ended bit....but that is just a guess.

Re: All kinds of surmising actually.

[mystery_skies]

I love you, Spec. <3

[decarius]

First,
Shreddies are cool, I had them all the time when I was a kid. The fact that my wife didn't know about them made me sad....and I died a little inside as well. I still love her though.....I guess.... :P

Second,
We do have cartons of milk, but we also have bags of milk. Spec and I had an argument about why. I said its because its more functional to have bags of milk because its more manageable than a big 1 gallon carton. Spec said no way, that it was as easy. She is soooooooo lying, she said that she never had a single accident with a big ass huge carton of milk. Bullocks I say! It probably happened so many times that she doesn't even see it as an accident anymore.

Third,
Dreams are weird.

Fourth,
You are a remarkable creature.

Fifth,
Well done with that: 'do you like that, baby?' it made me laugh....and have naugthy thoughts at the same time.

Sixth,
Bye.

[thewordfairy]

Firstly, any (edited from and...don't ask me why) deficiency I have in Shreddies is entirely your fault. You are, as my husband, responsible for my Canadalander education. You phail :P

Secondly you only have cardboard cartons of milk, not the spiffy recyclable plastic jugs. And I still don't buy your argument that the bags are better because as you use them up they take up less space.
Bags of milk are creepy.

Thirdly.....only if they involve You dreaming about Mischief. Which he did. Last night. He admitted it. Though I am sorry to say it wasn't naughty in the slightest.

Fourthly, so are you. Both Mischief and I agree. You're neat. And hot.

Fifthly You said BULLOCKS! Mahahahahahah! You are so a Spike fanboy. Admit it. Luc loovvesss SPIIIKKKE!!!!!!!

Sixthly is a silly word.