I am terrified of bees. I have never been stung and every day that goes past without me being stung I become more and more convinced that I am deathly allergic to them.
When I see one, I scream and run like a child and it is mortifying.
cried like a baby.
All I can think about when reading this is The Toast's take on engagement chicken: http://the-toast.net/2013/11/18/engagement-chicken-a-short-story/
Just wanted to say... thanks for including plus sized links without comment, sometimes as the first item in a list, always something that is actually attractive. This means a lot to me.
@frumious bandersnatch It's the amount of boiling. You will know you are there because all of a sudden it will get kind of grainy... and if you wait 2 seconds longer you will have maple syrup rock. Which is also delicious if you have the patience to chip it out of your kettle, but not nearly as pretty!
Gaaah. I love them so much. And would watch anything with them, or their look-a-likes, or their songs, or their clothes, regardless of quality. No Scrubs made me break up with a boyfriend once. This means TLC was amazing.
@literary_hippie Ditto. This one makes me feel sad, like trying hard isn't important, and like just because a goal is lofty we shouldn't try to work for it.
Not that I should talk, I'm getting an accounting degree. But it still made me feel bad.
On "And Peggy Paula let him, she let him, because if no one is there to touch you are you even really there?"
You guys HAD to post that link, huh? And now I have been caught crying like a baby by the boy that was stopping over for some drinks and maybe some more...
... if he doesn't understand, he shouldn't get any more than drinks.
@katiemcgillicuddy Oh good, me too!
Wow you completely freaked me out. Shivery!