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'krista4 said:
Group texters: I don't respond because I have no idea who's texting and in which order. I can't make heads or tails of any of it. I've become my grandpa. Caps unlock is how I feel inside. :(
:goodposting:Are you 847? The last group text I did get it was the only number I didn't have in my phone.
 
'General Malaise said:
'krista4 said:
Group texters: I don't respond because I have no idea who's texting and in which order. I can't make heads or tails of any of it. I've become my grandpa. Caps unlock is how I feel inside. :(
:goodposting: Very confusing.
:lmao: I'm pretty sure that whenever you reply to everyone in a group text there is never any words or anything. I get the text notification and see it's from you, but there is nothing there, I'm not sure if you're trying to attach something or it just some kind of odd shtick. Either way, I giggle every time.
:goodposting: :goodposting: :goodposting: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
 
Big fan if being on holiday vacation. It's just about the only time amgrywife lets all day drinking slide without comment. Just got back from late lunch after a liquid breakfast, put JR down for nap, had a couple beers catching p on the gmtan and I think I'm going to take a nap myself while everyone else is Christmas shopping. Happy holidays all.

 
'Reg Lllama of Brixton said:
Just so you know you not anybody can get a name tag from Buck Owens Crystal Palace. You have to know someone who works there.
I think I'm going to wear it full-time.
 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane.

Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:

VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?

Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.

VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!

Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.

VSG: Oh really?

Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.

VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?

Cal: Yeah, but he died.

VSG: Yeah......

Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?

VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )

Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.

VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!

Cal: I'll call you.

 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane. Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.VSG: Oh really?Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?Cal: Yeah, but he died.VSG: Yeah......Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!Cal: I'll call you.
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: When I grow up I want to be Cal.
 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane. Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.VSG: Oh really?Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?Cal: Yeah, but he died.VSG: Yeah......Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!Cal: I'll call you.
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao:
 
Just started my 4 day break and feel a killer cold starting. What's the best way to get rid of this in a hurry?

 
Just started my 4 day break and feel a killer cold starting. What's the best way to get rid of this in a hurry?
Drink hard and drink fast. If you never sober up during the entire four days you'll never even know you're sick.
 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane. Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.VSG: Oh really?Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?Cal: Yeah, but he died.VSG: Yeah......Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!Cal: I'll call you.
That kid is ####### awesome.
 
okay, am I the only one that found it weird that GM got a $1k gift card from his bosses wife? :confused:Oh, 281 here DING
it was from both of them, but she's more of a free spender and realizes he would have said "HELL NO" if asked about it, so she bought it without his permission. Not like I'm canking her or anything.
 
Might have also potentially found a tenant for our warehouse.

Zilla, if this deal gets inked, look for a cookie tin in your mailbox. Don't let your daughters, dogs or iFriends near it. :thumbup:

 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane.

Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:

VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?

Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.

VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!

Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.

VSG: Oh really?

Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.

VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?

Cal: Yeah, but he died.

VSG: Yeah......

Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?

VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )

Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.

VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!

Cal: I'll call you.
:lmao: Sorry you had to go look through all that sexy lingerie.

 
Dear SS recipient:

I've noticed you haven't posted in a few days. You could be drunk, out of town or, like a large number of our beloved posters, been given time to think about your actions.

Anyway, your stuff (all of it) should finally be there. Based on recent events, please don't post the contents of the altoid tin.

Merry Christmas or whatever heathen holiday you celebrate,

-fish-

 
sorry to shark-pool it up....

Cam or Stafford?

K. Smith or D Will?

I got away with the wrong combination last week

 
Just returned from the mall with the boys. Went to buy Mrs. SLB some bras at Victoria's Secret. I must be freaking insane.

Anyhow, I'm looking through the rack (hehe) for her size and I can't find any. Cal asks what size I was looking for and finds them in a drawer. Just then some gal working there approaches us:

VSG: Can I help you guys with anything?

Cal: No thanks, I found what we were looking for.

VSG: (Looks at me) Wow, that's very good! You should get a job here!

Cal: No, I'm going to work at the Apple Store.

VSG: Oh really?

Cal: Yeah, I'm going to be CEO some day.

VSG: Oh, like Steve Jobs?

Cal: Yeah, but he died.

VSG: Yeah......

Cal: Did you know he hated Adobe Flash?

VSG: (Looks at me :mellow: )

Me: :no: + :shrug: + :) Come on boys, let's go pay for these.

VSG: Good luck becoming CEO of Apple!

Cal: I'll call you.
:lmao:
:goodposting: What a pimp.

 
'General Malaise said:
'krista4 said:
Group texters: I don't respond because I have no idea who's texting and in which order. I can't make heads or tails of any of it. I've become my grandpa. Caps unlock is how I feel inside. :(
:goodposting: Very confusing.
:lmao: I'm pretty sure that whenever you reply to everyone in a group text there is never any words or anything. I get the text notification and see it's from you, but there is nothing there, I'm not sure if you're trying to attach something or it just some kind of odd shtick. Either way, I giggle every time.
WELL IT'S NOT FUNNY TO ME!!!!11 :hot: Can somebody give me an area code rundown of what number belongs to whom? And don't shtick me, neither. If 858 = YSR and one of you monkeys says it's Tanner, I don't want to send pictures of my bare nakedness to him thinking it's her.TIA.
Still waiting to try to figure out how to get in on the group text thing. The best I've gotten is some awesome pics from Thorn and Cos's numberEta: 513 here
 
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I've been drinking since 3 pm. Met with a girl from Columbus that has been keeping me "company" recently on her way through town to be with family in Tennessee. Met up with a buddy for drinks after that and now I'm back home, buzzing and debating my next drink

:banned: :banned: :banned:

 
Friends are picking me up to go to some crappy concert at a hipster bar that before tonight I had only heard good things about for their Sunday brunch.

 
This is where I write a long story about panic attacks and how I need help from any of you who has experience. Will likely start a thread in the new year, but there are too many distractions for it to gain traction during this time of year.

---------

I know I've posted here before about a panic attack I had a few years ago, but for one reason or another, I can't find it, so I am just starting anew.

The attack I had a few years was directly tied into stress. I had started a new job in outside sales, was trying to fill the biggest shoes in the company while spending time outside the office learning the technology, etc. Basically, working about 70 hours a week and still feeling like I was getting nowhere. One day I get a great lead for a sale that will close that day, and I do everything "right". The guy comes back to me later and says that the decision was taken out of his hands and they went with someone else. Probably a lie, but whatever. Problem was, the lead came from the VP of our company and he of course called to follow up on it. I had to tell him (a guy who intimidated the heck out of me) that I lost the sale. It was horrible.

On my way home that evening, I had my first panic attack. It hit almost out of nowhere, but I couldn't breathe and I had to pull my car onto the shoulder of the 4-lane highway on which I was driving. I was so upset by the whole thing that I called into work sick for the next two days and didn't leave my house. Completely mentally debilitating.

I got an Rx for Xanax after that attack, but I hate the way it makes me feel so I don't take it. Also, I really haven't had a need for it. I have anxiety over flying, but no true attacks.

Fast forward a few years. Yesterday, my husband and I decided to take the back roads from Knoxville, TN to Greenville, SC - by way of Pigeon Forge, Gatlinburg and the casino in Cherokee, NC. Great day to start... nice weather, such fun in the car together, great fun at the casino, etc. Then it's time to leave, around 6:30 PM.

The weather was horrible. Dark, of course, but also that horrible kind of rain that prevents any sort of visibility. Mr. YSR doesn't have 20/20 and is pretty bad with the nighttime/rain combination, so I offered to drive. The combination of not really knowing where I was going (we had a map on our phones, but I'd never driven this route before), the conditions, and the jerks who were riding my tail eventually sent me reeling.

We were going over a hill and I couldn't see at all. I was driving very slowly with my hazards on, but it just became too much for me. I started to hyperventilate, but I recognized that we were in a treacherous situation and I tried my damnedest to stay calm. I wanted to vomit. I felt like I was going to pass out. I could. not. breathe. I was vocalizing all of this in the calmest way I could (again, I was trying to stave off the full blown attack), and my husband kept saying in a forceable-but-calming way that I needed to PULL OVER.

We finally exited and parked in a restaurant parking lot, where I proceeded to weep and shake involuntarily. I finally went inside and dry-heaved in the restaurant for a good 3 minutes. Still feeling like I couldn't breathe, I got back in the car and proceeded to have fleeting moments of the same attack for the 2 hours it took us (with the rain) to get to my parents' house. He had to drive through some terrible conditions with a wife who was constantly grabbing the "oh ####" handle and crying, so as horrible as the night was for me, I'm not sure who had the worse trip.

My parents had plates of food prepared for us, but I was so knotted up inside that I couldn't eat. I thought I would crash, but didn't end up falling asleep until just before 2:00 AM (?) and had very spotty sleep from that point on.

This whole thing is really horrible and I'm not really sure how to handle it. Do I go see a psychologist? Hypnotherapist? Am I just going to get these from time to time as I get older and more like my mother? I'm concerned for myself, of course, but also for my husband. He is a kind and patient man, but I can't constantly be a nightmare to him when we travel in anything less than ideal conditions.

Thanks for reading and/or any insight. Mostly just feels good to write it down.

 
So blowing the big sale set off your first panic attack, what is setting off this one? (Aside from driving conditions, sounds like something else has you all stressed out.)

 
My uncle, who's generally a happy and outgoing guy, gets them from time to time. Extreme traffic situations seem to be one of the triggers. He's had to pull over, get out of the car, and walk down the road for a bit during one of them. Not sure who he sees, but I know that he's on medication and reports are that it helps.

 
This is where I write a long story about panic attacks and how I need help from any of you who has experience. Will likely start a thread in the new year, but there are too many distractions for it to gain traction during this time of year.---------I know I've posted here before about a panic attack I had a few years ago, but for one reason or another, I can't find it, so I am just starting anew.The attack I had a few years was directly tied into stress. I had started a new job in outside sales, was trying to fill the biggest shoes in the company while spending time outside the office learning the technology, etc. Basically, working about 70 hours a week and still feeling like I was getting nowhere. One day I get a great lead for a sale that will close that day, and I do everything "right". The guy comes back to me later and says that the decision was taken out of his hands and they went with someone else. Probably a lie, but whatever. Problem was, the lead came from the VP of our company and he of course called to follow up on it. I had to tell him (a guy who intimidated the heck out of me) that I lost the sale. It was horrible.On my way home that evening, I had my first panic attack. It hit almost out of nowhere, but I couldn't breathe and I had to pull my car onto the shoulder of the 4-lane highway on which I was driving. I was so upset by the whole thing that I called into work sick for the next two days and didn't leave my house. Completely mentally debilitating.I got an Rx for Xanax after that attack, but I hate the way it makes me feel so I don't take it. Also, I really haven't had a need for it. I have anxiety over flying, but no true attacks.Fast forward a few years. Yesterday, my husband and I decided to take the back roads from Knoxville, TN to Greenville, SC - by way of Pigeon Forge, Gatlinburg and the casino in Cherokee, NC. Great day to start... nice weather, such fun in the car together, great fun at the casino, etc. Then it's time to leave, around 6:30 PM.The weather was horrible. Dark, of course, but also that horrible kind of rain that prevents any sort of visibility. Mr. YSR doesn't have 20/20 and is pretty bad with the nighttime/rain combination, so I offered to drive. The combination of not really knowing where I was going (we had a map on our phones, but I'd never driven this route before), the conditions, and the jerks who were riding my tail eventually sent me reeling. We were going over a hill and I couldn't see at all. I was driving very slowly with my hazards on, but it just became too much for me. I started to hyperventilate, but I recognized that we were in a treacherous situation and I tried my damnedest to stay calm. I wanted to vomit. I felt like I was going to pass out. I could. not. breathe. I was vocalizing all of this in the calmest way I could (again, I was trying to stave off the full blown attack), and my husband kept saying in a forceable-but-calming way that I needed to PULL OVER. We finally exited and parked in a restaurant parking lot, where I proceeded to weep and shake involuntarily. I finally went inside and dry-heaved in the restaurant for a good 3 minutes. Still feeling like I couldn't breathe, I got back in the car and proceeded to have fleeting moments of the same attack for the 2 hours it took us (with the rain) to get to my parents' house. He had to drive through some terrible conditions with a wife who was constantly grabbing the "oh ####" handle and crying, so as horrible as the night was for me, I'm not sure who had the worse trip.My parents had plates of food prepared for us, but I was so knotted up inside that I couldn't eat. I thought I would crash, but didn't end up falling asleep until just before 2:00 AM (?) and had very spotty sleep from that point on.This whole thing is really horrible and I'm not really sure how to handle it. Do I go see a psychologist? Hypnotherapist? Am I just going to get these from time to time as I get older and more like my mother? I'm concerned for myself, of course, but also for my husband. He is a kind and patient man, but I can't constantly be a nightmare to him when we travel in anything less than ideal conditions.Thanks for reading and/or any insight. Mostly just feels good to write it down.
Damn YSR, I don't have any personal experience with panic attacks but that sounds like no fun at all. Can you take something else that's like Xanax? Good luck.
 
my mother takes klonzepam (sp?) for panic attacks and anxiety. She forgot to get the prescription filled last week and missed a day. The difference between her on the stuff and off it one day is unreal. She's a crazy ##### though so YMMV

 
Damn YSR, sorry to hear about your day. That really sucks. :(

I'm glad you made it through that drive, it sounded painful. Hope you enjoy the rest of the holidays.

 
So blowing the big sale set off your first panic attack, what is setting off this one? (Aside from driving conditions, sounds like something else has you all stressed out.)
No clue. This is an issue for me. I'm a problem solver by nature, but I can't solve this. Thankfully this is the second one ever, so it's not a huge thing thus far. Over the course of today, I sat back and marveled at how my body reacted so physically to something so mental/psychological. And as much as I tried to execute mind over matter, it wasn't happening. Anyway, just want to prevent anything in the future.
Damn YSR, I don't have any personal experience with panic attacks but that sounds like no fun at all. Can you take something else that's like Xanax? Good luck.
my mother takes klonzepam (sp?) for panic attacks and anxiety. She forgot to get the prescription filled last week and missed a day. The difference between her on the stuff and off it one day is unreal. She's a crazy ##### though so YMMV
Thanks guys. I'm hoping this isn't the only path. As much as I love wine, I really, really don't like taking pills. And I don't want to go down a path where I have to have my little "something" to get through the day. :(
 
So blowing the big sale set off your first panic attack, what is setting off this one? (Aside from driving conditions, sounds like something else has you all stressed out.)
No clue. This is an issue for me. I'm a problem solver by nature, but I can't solve this. Thankfully this is the second one ever, so it's not a huge thing thus far. Over the course of today, I sat back and marveled at how my body reacted so physically to something so mental/psychological. And as much as I tried to execute mind over matter, it wasn't happening. Anyway, just want to prevent anything in the future.
Damn YSR, I don't have any personal experience with panic attacks but that sounds like no fun at all. Can you take something else that's like Xanax? Good luck.
my mother takes klonzepam (sp?) for panic attacks and anxiety. She forgot to get the prescription filled last week and missed a day. The difference between her on the stuff and off it one day is unreal. She's a crazy ##### though so YMMV
Thanks guys. I'm hoping this isn't the only path. As much as I love wine, I really, really don't like taking pills. And I don't want to go down a path where I have to have my little "something" to get through the day. :(
Yeah that's a pisser. You could do what I do...take on as little responsibility as possible. You'd be surprised at how easy it is to be so lazy. :thumbup:
 
HEY MODS:

Is there any way we can get the "Getting Fat" thread permanently moved to page 2? I'm tired seeing it while I'm stuffing my face with mini-tacos.

TIA

 

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