just came back from a regular maintenance for my car, and the lady complimented me on how well I've maintained the car since I bought it. As someone who struggles with feeling competent, it felt rather nice.
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Fabulous
That's fabulous, but please stop with the negative energy. It only causes problems, which you don't need.
Rami
RAMI
I agree.
Dorothy, I have so much confidence, that if it were to materialize as water after gushing out of me in the usual manner, those fish with the pretty lights on them that live right at the very bottom of the ocean would be commonly found at the summit of Mt Everest. That ALMOST accounts for my confidence levels. : 3
Shall I send you some? = )
*HuggleSnugglePurrKissLickyourface* ^_^
a confidence transplant, extravegance?
that would be interesting. Huggles and pets.
Fish with the pretty lights on them?
Oh no! Not Ithycca! ;_;
Hey,
I never said that the fish would be in DANGER, did I? = )
*Licks your face reassuringly* ^_^
Well that was frustrating
My internet's going in and out these last few days...hate the whole double posting thing.
I am afraid my poor car is a
I am afraid my poor car is a mess at the moment. An old lady who is a neighbour of mine regularly throws out food to the sea gulls, and as a result they dive and swoop around the houses in our row, letting lots of bird poo fall out of the sky, and particularly over my poor car. Yesterday I came out to get in the car and it was covered in huge blobs of white sticky stuff, all over the windscreen, the drivers window and the roof and even the door. I waved my cane at them and shouted to "Go away you 'orrible birds!" and pointed it at them and shouted BANG! and they moved away a bit. I had not noticed that Peggy was in her garden arranging more nosh for them at the time, until she stood up. "Halloo ! It is a fine day !" she called to me. "Halloo ! I called back, the sun is bright and warm today!" "Aye it is that." "Will you be wanting anything from the Co-Op?" I asked her. "Och noo, I walked there yesterday" (It is 9 miles away and she is older even than I am, but I canna walk sae far, tis an auld war wound (I was bombed and trapped in my cot as a bairn in the London Blitz in WW2, had to be dug oot and freed, and have limped my life long ever since.)
When I was leaving the co-op there was this car parked, and several folks were standing and laughing aboot it. The owners had stuck eyelashes over the two headlamps, and they looked BEAUTIFUL ! Once, when I was living in Germany, I had a big American sports car, a Pontiac Firebird, which was a dream to drive - it had eyelids, so I could give the boys a wink as I passed them, but no eyelashes on it. Wish I had thought of that.
Briar