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Rose,
I know nothing about Reiki, can't imagine "offering" myself for anyone or anything, I don't like "vulnerable".
I kind of like the thought of just "being there", y'know?
Just hedging my bets I guess.
I wonder if you can imagine how much self-confidence it takes to offer one's self. I mean, you could just offer yourself, unwittingly, to a grouchy old bstd like me.:nightmare:
I wonder how bad a situation a person could be in before I actually "rushed in" for fear of being told to go do one.
I awaked and as ever I dunno, I don't know whether I have fallen asleep at work.
I always think I am lying two feet away from my/the patient. Fortunately it was my wife this time around and my mind relaxed, established it was my 'day off,' actually.
It was my 'day off' said my mind. Still it might be ten more minutes before I can see. Cup of tea, and I wrote a heap of horseshit and posted it on the internet and gurgled a lot. Nobody even read my story so I took it down, [good] and shall work on it...as I should do, of course. Without draft I often lack 'sense.'
Tonight for my treat in bed I'll listen to talk radio. I'm in England, radio is my hobby [3] - does anybody know entertaining shock jocks/weirdos I can tune into across the wires -in the US/Australia/NZ?
Thank you :)
Mat
I was doing fine until my white-supremacist neighbor stopped and wanted to chat. Why the [email protected]#$% can't he just leave me the [email protected]#$% alone? I don't like being rude, but I don't want anything to do with him.
I was chosen as tribute to go to the grocery store and so took my children on the adventure with me. I guess they hadn't shopped with me for a while because the one-way aisles greatly amused them. On the way home with our loot we nearly got T-boned at an intersection by someone in a Jeep who was pulling out steadily, not rushing, as though I wasn't even there. Horn, what-the-heck gesture. Husband almost got hit two days ago in the same car. Is a red Outback really THAT hard to see?
In any case, lovely day and we're going to grill some lowbrow hot dogs and have some peace. I like peace.
ETA Bad bag of charcoal, evidently. Took an hour to get it actually going. Next time it'll be starter fluid and no mercy...bwahahahaha!
I was telling my daughter I had been getting into podcasts before I went to sleep, "What do you listen to?" "Well Melvin Bragg, 'In our time' is quite good" "Yeah, that's amazing, always listen to it in bed before we turn the light off."Quote:
Originally Posted by Matchu
Like father like daughter I guess.
Only thing, why do they call it that when it is always about something historical?
'In our time' because of your total immersion into Saxon village culture of the 6th century, discussed in detail, at length, at leisure almost, in the hands of our great Melvyn. I think so :)
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Mmm, I'm still not playing podcasts. I mean I kind of do really...watching the 8 hour jail cell interviews with molestors & murderers c/o the 'forensic scientist online..' for example, and the 'where's your wife?' said the sheriff, the 'why have you spent all day at the pig farm, buddy?' and 'You are under arrest.'
'Innocent, release the bodybuilder, he likes muscle, what's the crime?' I sob alone, afore [hew] my hovel tube [hew].
Podcasts, a generational battleground, I believe that divides us like the Joolz Holland question. And the presenters are often quite thick and speak 'Islington,' [prejudice]
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Also, also, also taking children to a supermarket in the UK would definitely arouse kneejerk 101 call to summon authorities asap with tasers. At this time.
My younger Daughter runs 'Little piccolos', music classes for pre-school children. She has posted a video of her playing and singing a Ghanaian song on their facebook page, lovely to see her, it is the first time since lockdown.
Got THAT T-shirt. What I wouldn't give to live in a " gated community ". Come the Lotto-win.:roll:Quote:
Originally Posted by Irwin
It rained, and then it rained some more, and then it poured down really heavily for a bit and two water butts filled and the third overflow butt started to fill. It was really, really exciting!
We had light showers here, nothing to write home about.