How Are You in One Word v. Somewhere Over the Rainbow

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^breathe. I'm sorry OD. What's up?

you nailed it earlier (which helped a lot). Something is screaming for my attention inside. The pain is there but it hasn't gotten great enough for me to take the action I know I need to do.

thank you (again) <3
 
Annoyed as all hell... Some1 plz tell me how to get ovr the things I have no control over.. I'm getting a new neighbor (bummer) :/, and even though, it'll never be admitted I'm pretty sure my bf and her got some sort of feeling for each othr.. Lucky me, now they get 2 spend all day everyday togethr...fml, seriously..
 
^you underestimate your strength and abilities. You've pulled many through times where they struggled. You definitely have the strength to endure and overcome. There are many of us who love you and will help in any way possible <3
 
Like a squirrel murderer! :(

Sepher said:
Staring contest with a grey squirrel not five feet away atop the racking up on the mezzanine floor. I won! Ha! Take that squirrel. I yam the staring contest champion in this warehouse, and never forget it! :)

Sepher a short while later said:
Oh noes! Ummmmmm . . . don't suppose anyone knows what the likely survivability is for a grey squirrel falling from a height of approx 8m onto a reinforced concrete floor is by any chance, do they? :shock: uhoh:

I was trying to rescue it, honest, coaxing it down but it was right up in the cross members of the roof trying to find its way out and . . . oops! Its valiant attempt at being all flying squirrel-like was truly admirable but alas, wrong genus entirely, divergent evolution taking its horrible toll. Last seen running round the warehouse hidey holes, search parties still out. And yes, yes I do feel tight actually, before you ask. I'm trying to console myself with the thought that there's a red squirrel somewhere that will sleep more soundly in its bed this evening but given there ain't a red squirrel within a 100 chuffin' miles of me it's proving difficult to sustain the notion.

I yam truly evil. My dreams this evening will be haunted by vengeance seeking squirrel armies, armed with big, sharp teeth and hot with blood lust. 8o

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Picture the scene: In the quiet dark of a deserted warehouse, alone now office hours are over Sepher makes his way across the mezzanine to make his umpteenth coffee of the day, a little jolt needed for the small pile of work there have not yet been enough hours in the day to complete, sick of finding his to-do list hanging over from evening to morning. Between ringing footfalls on the steel floor a scrape, a rasp of wood against steel perhaps, or maybe, just maybe a tiny claw on concrete. Freezing motionless for a moment Sepher strains to hear the sounds of twilight. There it is again, faint but unmistakeable. Stealthy as a very stealthy thing Sepher creeps to the edge of the mezzanine and looks down, surveying the shadowed expanse of the warehouse below.

Movement, sharp as a knife. Creeping from the shadows towards the pile of muesli ringed with marker pen for just this purpose, out comes our squirrel, apparently unharmed, and seizes what may well be the fat, juicy raisin at the centre Sepher left strategically as the most enticing offering he could think of. All is well. Sepher smiles, relieved that he is not a squirrel murderer after all, but realises he is now faced with a further problem: how to get said squirrel from the shadows among the racks of steel and cardboard boxes to freedom. Sepher returns to his desk to ponder on this some more, making sure at least the fire exit is open should our woodland visitor wish to avail himself of the emergency exits . . . . .

=D
 
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Just grabbed a toothpick. Thanks for the advce too, but I plan on avoiding all forms of nicotine, as its the real demon here.

How do I deal with this god awful nausea? How much should I eat and what kind of food?
 
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