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Originally Posted by monster
hey, Infi, what did your insurance provider say?
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I know I've said before I cannot deal with the things in life that most people just deal with...like normal everyday shit. As my ceiling didn't collapse, I poked a hole in it to get the water to drain as much as possible, I put a bucket under it and haven't done anything but worry and fret about it since. There must a dozen ways to not deal with this, including a giant scheme in which I end up dealing with it in a complicated way anyway. What, just pick up the phone? Then I'd have to talk to them. Then they'd have to come over. Then I'd have to get estimates. Then they'd deny me. Then I would be expected to argue.
I. Can't. Deal. This is why I had a major meltdown and it wasn't the worst thing ever. So enter, stage left, my continued hate for myself.
Oh, I'm a lovely gal. I am.
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Originally Posted by sexobon
Infi hasn't posted in the Cellar Dreamin' thread. I didn't make the dreams cut. 
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It wouldn't be fair to you to have me consider you, even in a dream. I wouldn't wish that on either the most patient person on earth nor on my worst enemy.
But if I WERE to dream a little dream of someone I'd try to give you a guest appearance, nothing to sign, no obligation.
Wow, I totally hijacked John's Bye Thread? I guess that's fitting.
Goddam I'm fucking tired.