I should be writing right now since I push myself to do one article a week for Nerd-News.com, but I can't think of anything worth writing about. I've been surfing the web for about an hour and I still have recieved no inspiration.
In a couple hours my desktop will be out of commission as it's getting an upgrade and if I want to write it will have to be on my netbook which never works out. The dogs instinctively know that I'm trying to do something semi-important and they immediatley attack my lap with extreme prejudice. Needless to say, it's hard to work under those conditions.
I forgot to mention that it's Valentine's Day. I forgot to mention that because I've never been a fan of said holiday. One year in seventh grade a boy that I hardly knew bought me a teddy bear and rather than make me feel all warm and lovey inside, it kind of creeped me out a little bit. It seems that ever since then I've not liked the holiday. I don't want jewelery. (I kind of want a box of chocolates, but I always want chocolate.) I don't want a sentimental card. What I really want is not to have to talk about Valentine's Day with every person who sets foot in my house.
A social worker/ psychologist friend was over last night and we sat down for tea and a glass of wine and talked about mental disorders. Now THAT is the kind of Valentine's Day I could get into.
In a couple hours my desktop will be out of commission as it's getting an upgrade and if I want to write it will have to be on my netbook which never works out. The dogs instinctively know that I'm trying to do something semi-important and they immediatley attack my lap with extreme prejudice. Needless to say, it's hard to work under those conditions.
I forgot to mention that it's Valentine's Day. I forgot to mention that because I've never been a fan of said holiday. One year in seventh grade a boy that I hardly knew bought me a teddy bear and rather than make me feel all warm and lovey inside, it kind of creeped me out a little bit. It seems that ever since then I've not liked the holiday. I don't want jewelery. (I kind of want a box of chocolates, but I always want chocolate.) I don't want a sentimental card. What I really want is not to have to talk about Valentine's Day with every person who sets foot in my house.
A social worker/ psychologist friend was over last night and we sat down for tea and a glass of wine and talked about mental disorders. Now THAT is the kind of Valentine's Day I could get into.
vanillatastic:
which mental disorder did you find the most interesting that evening?? I believe i got myself the dove chocolate truffles this year...
zophael:
I liked the story about the sex addict who would get up in the middle of a session to go masturbate. Sounds counter-productive to the therapy, but what do I know?