Rosewind

2 minutes ago, Penumbra said:

Don't you see? Its the furries! The're taking over!

Taking over? The take over already happened.

Stoner furry kids learn new things.

We haven't had music in a while. I guess the Dinosaur is too busy gazing at the sky.

Okay so...throat ramming didn't happen. It was just the consult for this fun thing, which'll be early next month.

Congrats Rocky! 

What do you like to drink, Pemby? I like a drink now and then; girly stuff I suppose, like wine, bellinis, margaritas, cider, hurricanes, or an interesting craft beer (e.g. I won't be caught dead drinking something like Coors)... but I dunno if I could drink to the point of inebriation. 

NSFWish:

I'd like to knock on this wood.

Going to the stomach doc in a few hours to get a camera rammed down my throat for an ongoing miasma of nausea and fatigue. Definitely knocking on wood.

2 hours ago, Rocky said:

I can't remember my last nightmare. I haven't had one in quite a while.. Knock on wood.

 

Goatmom loves you too!

So I was watching One Piece on my bed. It was a good episode this week. I still passed out halfway through and had a really insane nightmare.

I found myself in a dark hospital corridor. Like, no power. Around me I could hear grunting, moaning, and crying. I made my way down the hall and someone came out of nowhere and attached this pink slug thing to my hand. It immediately burrowed in and burned. I could feel it eating away at my hand. I could tell it was trying to get up to my mouth, so I held my arm down. I looked around in the dark for ways to get it off. Someone whispered I could get it off if I gave it to someone else. I could see holes in my hand as blood dripped everywhere -- the critter would not let go. I started to check the rooms to see if I could pass my slug along. It was nothing but children. I decided to keep looking. Maybe I'd find someone more deserving of my deadly hand parasite.

The crying grew louder. I came across a room of people dressed in black. They were having a wake for someone who died. By now my hand was beyond agonizing. I decided I'd get rid of it in the next room, no matter what. So, I went into the next room I found. It was a little girl. I gritted my teeth and pressed my hand to her mouth, and the slug jumped over. She whimpered "why would you do that?" as I backed away. She started to cry. Then the lights came on, and that little girl was me. I woke up.

Lovely afternoon daydream. I can't even begin to guess what the symbolism was there. There is an ocean of nightmares inside of all of us, and we are only treading the surface.

You could nnaaa for 10 hours with me instead.

Oh, that was a "yes" to the wallet:

I ask myself a lot of questions.

Do I want coffee or coffee?

What temperature would be good for these brioche rolls?

Should I wear a bra?

Do I want that wallet with a cute stitched husky on it?

Should I watch anime?

Will Rocky ever procreate?

What should I fix for dinner?

What is the destiny of all living creatures on this dirt rock hurtling through space?

5 hours ago, Penumbra said:

Some people are so ungrateful. 
Clearly he don't understand that in Ma's case Alpha stands for:
Always
Loves,
Protects,
Hugs,
Aubergine.
 

You are my hero. Literally my waifu hero.

He's some guy who meta-RPs in the Discord general chat and gets upset when you "play" with him.

Oh come now, I'm very gentle with my pups!

Then there's that Wolf guy in the Discord chat I like to play with...loooool.

It's not really a guessing game, though. I already said it was a vibrator. One of several! 

It's purple.

It can do all those things and more! You could mix stuff with it. You could polish scales with it. You could use it to massage out muscle aches.

It's totally a vibrator. 

I've found love. It takes two batteries and has 10 speeds!

Roll with it? That is how you make friends. Friends = more chances to socialize = developing social skills = more chances to connect with other like-minded people and forge new friendships, possibly with a woman! Can you imagine?!

Lemme tell you about a social technique called the acknowledging wave. It's a great way to avoid awkwardness with someone you've got history with, be it an old coworker you never quite liked, an ex, acquaintances, once-friends, or a relative.

It's very simple.

Step 1. Look at them in the eye.

Step 2. Give a little wave and smile.

Step 3. Acceptable comments to compliment your social acknowledgement: "Hi there!" "I'm glad to see you're doing well." You can also pick something about them to compliment, be it a shirt, purse, whatever.

Step 4. After this exchange, tell them to have a nice rest of the day or that you have to go do X thing. Total time spent, maybe 10-15 seconds.

This technique is easier if you're with a friend or partner. If you do, make sure you introduce them, by first name only (not relationship).

You could go the ignore them route (and maybe you should if your history with them is very unsettling), but you'll just create a social damper on the situation and turn the needle toward awkward. Just give them a positive greeting and make them rethink their social standing with you, at least while you're in proximity. The key here is brevity.

The only downside of this technique, now that I've told you, is that you know when someone is doing it to you. Good luck, tiger! 

This advice post is part of the LPW Series "Wolfmom Teaches Her Pups™," #75782. All rights reserved.

Guess who my favorite Princess is? This Princess, right here.

Dunno yet, gonna have some tests done next week. I heard this song and thought of you for some reason, Symph:

This week has been intense. Going to the doc tomorrow.

That's cool! Who are you gonna play with?

Don't knock the D till you try it, Pemby. It's addictive!

Hnnnng!