You may have all the time you need to define the substance of this matter.
And so may
The Slanderettes. They sure are taking their sweet ass time about things. I'm sure they would all prefer just to have everything go away, like it happens never.
I'll put it this way: I've been surrounded by needles my whole life and I don't have any tattoos. I got some acupuncture done a few times, it's all right technology. I remember when I was a teenager going up learning about alternative medicines people would be skeptical of the efficacy of acupuncture. "How could they be effective at all?” was a mournful cry.
Fast forward to now. There is no temptation at all. None. Definitely not a good use my time and resources right now, what with me being under surveillance, on trial, outmanned, outgunned, and out the door, never to return, as soon as I can figure out a way to get anything going correctly.
For needles, I'm saying. I don't have any desire to do that activity because then it wouldn't be able to feel superior to somebody who told me that I couldn't handle it. And, since this is Bellgab, there's two people who were selling this story. Separated by like 7 years, and that person had a fixation too.
What are the odds of two people with an expressed phobia, not having any desire whatsoever to provide a story I can believe in?
Oh, about 82.5%. Needles.
Now I believe she thinks it's funny, but if it turns out that it's hurting your feelings I'd be more than happy to stop making that joke because it is pretty mean and cruel on some levels if it's still a sensitive subject for her.
I'd love to go back to some couples counseling, but I've been denied that contact and really I don't need counseling to know what to do. I would just sit there and laugh my ass off while recounting the adventures that I had had.
Ironically I'm wearing a shirt that's mine that had some holes in it that she sewed together with some needle and thread to make black and yellow stars on my chest. It's been in the closet for months. I didn't find it until I got back from jail. I hung up in the closet I haven't looked at much sense and I haven't worn it at all and a really long time and I love it and I'm wearing it now without a shirt underneath it's just this floor shirt with holes in it with yellow and black stars on it pushed up against my skin.
And she made it with needles. See? They're good for her. She was the decider. And I don't know who the decider is now, but, fuck eventually somebody will have to figure something out.
I would make suggestions but they would not be able to hear me here if I did. Similarly, I don't know what's going on with this Miller problem. Jackstar has been underutilized again.
Really, this is just a warning. The only implicit threat is that I might die of a broken heart, but that's not too likely. I don't know how she would put a broken heart on a panel of lasagna and throw it at me, but... strictly speaking, that's not necessary.
It also wasn't necessary for anyone to use any needles at all! And then when a certain person became violently agitated over this whole subject, RAINBOW.
