I would rather go to a full-blown (heh) orgy with strangers than cuddle with strangers.
Seriously, yes. It takes more vetting for me to get a good hug than a decent lay. I have to
like
you, maybe even respect you, to hug you.
Wait, do I sound trampy?
I think orgies and cuddle parties are similar in that there are set, managed expectations regarding sex - no surprises, no stress (ideally).
SUPRISE BONERS YOU HAVE TO JUST....WAIT OUT.
Nuh-huh. Homie don't play that. Either boners are sanctioned or endorsed, or I'm not playing.
It just occurred to me that my inability to get any work done, both at home and school, is a function of not just twins but also a huge amount of anxiety. This is not good.
Eh, boners happen.
Yeah, but random boners touching me doesn't have to. Erections to yourself, strangers.
Kat, do you have time to see someone about it?
Am I wrong to be skeeved by having a waiter that one of my ex-roommates objected to sharing equipment with at work due to hygeine issues 15 years ago? I mean, he's a nice enough guy, and a lot of time has passed since then, but the roomie in question wasn't exactly Felix Unger himself. I spent the first 10 minutes in the restaurant praying that he wouldn't come in close contact with my food.
Yeah, Kat, you've got a ton on your plate. I'm not shocked to hear you're dealing with anxiety, and if you could see someone about it, it might be really helpful to you.
Erections to yourself, strangers.
File that one under rules you really shouldn't have to assert. But you do.
Uhg, Kat. I hope you figure it out.
Sent an email to security. Sad thought is that it'll get ignored because whoever reads it will not get that women take these considerations into everyday life, and it sucks. I remember a conversation with former officemate, who was a nice and thoughtful guy, and he was utterly aghast at the mental energy we normally expended on safety. Feh.
I had a near anxiety attack in the middle of TJ Maxx this evening. Not cool.
Lights are up. The big patio window is covered in white grid lights and the tree is blinged out in pretty multi-colored lights. Ornaments are next...eventually...likely tomorrow.
And, in preparation for Onerous Task day, the winter tires are in my car ready for me to take them to the shop in the morning. The other task I have been avoiding has too much backstory to note here, but I'm not sure if I'm mentally ready to deal with it.