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Happy Birthday, and have one for me, both birthday and drink - gave up the birthday when the candles on the cake became a fire hazard, and my stomach is still too messed up for me to want to drink anything stronger than coffee.

I'll adopt you. <3 You feel horrible? Take your meds! You're fat? Take your meds! You feel light-headed? Take your meds! You can't sleep? Take your damn meds, 'cause I feel horrible, I'm fat, I'm light headed, and I can't sleep either, but if I've got to take them, so do you! (And I even smoke, so it'll smell like home.)

Pretentiousness.

Incapsulate is not a word.

You will. It will come in the mail. Please note that for once, I do not speak from malice, but from experience.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KKf6gQXBSpw

Is there ever really a good time to get sick, though (I mean, except for social events that you don't want to attend)?

Two and a half months off my meds, and I'm still more in touch with reality than you are. I'm supposed to see the shrink Wednesday, but you can have the appointment; you seem more in need of it.

Oh, dear lord, the possibilities are endless, and I don't mean that in a good way...

Hmph. Their butts wouldn't be so hurt if they'd get their heads out of them.

She finally stopped replying? Well, it does take some people longer than others to catch on...

Oh, come on. You look cute and friendly - I would definitely let you help me across the street, even if you weren't wearing a Boy Scout uniform.

Yes, but that's what I think of when I think of boxes. (Oddly enough, I get the same mental image for medical records.)

Don't blame me - you've made it pretty obvious that Buffalo Bill is your role model, and that you really don't want a date, you want a skin suit. (Fava beans and Chianti, anyone?)

Old girl is still alive. New girl's picture is on a milk carton with the caption "HAVE YOU SEEN ME?"

Then I'll shut up and let you enjoy it. wink

There was an episode of Surviving History where they showed how to make one of these. Next time I watch it, I'll take notes.

Yeah, thats how it feels. And then I wind up getting my meds tweaked. *sigh* This is why I don't believe in romance.

I've had the sensation; usually I'm clinically manic when it happens.

I don't play cards very often, but when I do, I play for keeps.

It's the only way to play.

This is what I think of when I think of boxes.

Maybe.