Conquest of the Planet of the Bride of the Son of the Return of the Open Bar

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Listen, fuckers. Every relationship has some level of friction. If it didn't, it would be a poor excuse for a relationship, with no growth opportunities. What makes it FEEL like a good relationship has no conflict is the level of each party's ability to work through conflicts. Problem-solve. Plus compatibility. Some partners compromise and cooperate do it so seamlessly that it isn't even apparent that there was a conflict.

For the record, I personally consider the pets thing a total dealbreaker. If a guy isn't into dogs, he's not the guy for me, and I wouldn't even consider a partnership in which my would-be "partner" wasn't willing to extend that partnership to caring for children or animals in the household; he could go fuck himself and find somewhere else to live if that were the case. Obviously that's not how everyone feels. I hope everything works out.

That.

[AFK]

Yes.  My Mom is cool, but she comes from a fairly Conservative family.  I'm most "worried" about my grandfather.  I remember once when I was in college I briefly had a thing with a girl from Bangladesh.  Then I ended up seeing this red head for a few years and he had commented to my mom that he was happy to see me with a white girl.  Granted, an actual meeting with family, if it gets to that point, is a few steps ahead of where we are now.  But still, I figure at some point soon I will need to tell my Mom what's going on now.

They can go fuck themselves, why is this even an issue?

Their acceptance isn't an issue at all.  I'm probably overthinking this.  I just don't want it to impact her.  Nevermind. 

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

Listen, fuckers. Every relationship has some level of friction. If it didn't, it would be a poor excuse for a relationship, with no growth opportunities. What makes it FEEL like a good relationship has no conflict is the level of each party's ability to work through conflicts. Problem-solve. Plus compatibility. Some partners compromise and cooperate do it so seamlessly that it isn't even apparent that there was a conflict.

For the record, I personally consider the pets thing a total dealbreaker. If a guy isn't into dogs, he's not the guy for me, and I wouldn't even consider a partnership in which my would-be "partner" wasn't willing to extend that partnership to caring for children or animals in the household; he could go fuck himself and find somewhere else to live if that were the case. Obviously that's not how everyone feels. I hope everything works out.

That.

Yep.
The people who fight all the time seem to be holding on to butthurt/grudges/expectations/insecurites/whatever.

[Cain]

Just spent $500 on learning French.  FML. 

[P3nT4gR4m]

I've always just assumed you'd be fluent in most languages spoken by man. Thanks for shattering my illusions

[Cain]

I easily pick up languages...and then easily forget them.  French is a strange one for me, because I go through periods of speaking it a lot, and then don't use it for several years at a time.

[Cainad (dec.)]

I should just make an excuse to spend a year in Quebec. I was exposed to a lot of French when I was little, and had a few classes during grade school, but I'm not conversant in it. I have maybe 25% comprehension of written French (total guessing, right there). With enough exposure, I'd probably get the hang of it.

[Cain]

They say it normally takes 2-3 months, with a decent amount of background knowledge.

[P3nT4gR4m]

I easily pick up languages...and then easily forget them.  French is a strange one for me, because I go through periods of speaking it a lot, and then don't use it for several years at a time.

See, I was much happier just assuming that you could switch from a working class Provence accent to an upper crust Alsace, depending on who was demanding to inspect your fake papers!

FTR if you don't happen to know how to fly an Apache gunship, or disarm a stolen russian nuclear warhead I really don't need to know this. Mmkay?

[Lenin McCarthy]

Getting to a therapist takes a long time. Went to my GP last Friday to get a referral to a psychologist, but he was short on time so I have to go there again next Thursday for more tests. And just after that, exams (and intensive partying that I'm socially expected to partake in) start, and I'll have a hard time finding time for therapy then.

And in the mean time: Today I woke up feeling like total shit, buried myself deeper under my blanket and slept for hours longer than I should have. Spent a few more hours lying in bed, indulging in self-loathing and The Smiths. Decided that social media is fucking depressing and deactivated my Twitter and Facebook accounts to prevent me and whoops, an entire school day had passed without me showing up or getting much done. And I was just starting to get myself out of the thought patterns justifying my depression and inaction, and that this is not because of my innate uselessness or because the world is so fucked up it's impossible to enjoy meaningful human interaction anymore, just starting to SHUT UP my thinking and DO STUFF and DEAL WITH IT.

This kind of days repeat themselves with regular intervals for me.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Getting to a therapist takes a long time. Went to my GP last Friday to get a referral to a psychologist, but he was short on time so I have to go there again next Thursday for more tests. And just after that, exams (and intensive partying that I'm socially expected to partake in) start, and I'll have a hard time finding time for therapy then.

And in the mean time: Today I woke up feeling like total shit, buried myself deeper under my blanket and slept for hours longer than I should have. Spent a few more hours lying in bed, indulging in self-loathing and The Smiths. Decided that social media is fucking depressing and deactivated my Twitter and Facebook accounts to prevent me and whoops, an entire school day had passed without me showing up or getting much done. And I was just starting to get myself out of the thought patterns justifying my depression and inaction, and that this is not because of my innate uselessness or because the world is so fucked up it's impossible to enjoy meaningful human interaction anymore, just starting to SHUT UP my thinking and DO STUFF and DEAL WITH IT.

This kind of days repeat themselves with regular intervals for me.

Part of your problem seems to be obvious.

[Lenin McCarthy]

Getting to a therapist takes a long time. Went to my GP last Friday to get a referral to a psychologist, but he was short on time so I have to go there again next Thursday for more tests. And just after that, exams (and intensive partying that I'm socially expected to partake in) start, and I'll have a hard time finding time for therapy then.

And in the mean time: Today I woke up feeling like total shit, buried myself deeper under my blanket and slept for hours longer than I should have. Spent a few more hours lying in bed, indulging in self-loathing and The Smiths. Decided that social media is fucking depressing and deactivated my Twitter and Facebook accounts to prevent me and whoops, an entire school day had passed without me showing up or getting much done. And I was just starting to get myself out of the thought patterns justifying my depression and inaction, and that this is not because of my innate uselessness or because the world is so fucked up it's impossible to enjoy meaningful human interaction anymore, just starting to SHUT UP my thinking and DO STUFF and DEAL WITH IT.

This kind of days repeat themselves with regular intervals for me.

Part of your problem seems to be obvious.

You're completely right. I've found that choral versions of The Internationale and other revolutionary anthems are thousandfold more helpful.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Getting to a therapist takes a long time. Went to my GP last Friday to get a referral to a psychologist, but he was short on time so I have to go there again next Thursday for more tests. And just after that, exams (and intensive partying that I'm socially expected to partake in) start, and I'll have a hard time finding time for therapy then.

And in the mean time: Today I woke up feeling like total shit, buried myself deeper under my blanket and slept for hours longer than I should have. Spent a few more hours lying in bed, indulging in self-loathing and The Smiths. Decided that social media is fucking depressing and deactivated my Twitter and Facebook accounts to prevent me and whoops, an entire school day had passed without me showing up or getting much done. And I was just starting to get myself out of the thought patterns justifying my depression and inaction, and that this is not because of my innate uselessness or because the world is so fucked up it's impossible to enjoy meaningful human interaction anymore, just starting to SHUT UP my thinking and DO STUFF and DEAL WITH IT.

This kind of days repeat themselves with regular intervals for me.

Part of your problem seems to be obvious.

You're completely right. I've found that choral versions of The Internationale and other revolutionary anthems are thousandfold more helpful.

Karl Orff's Carmina Burana.  Sure, you might find yourself burning your town down, but you won't be depressed.

[East Coast Hustle]

I should just make an excuse to spend a year in Quebec. I was exposed to a lot of French when I was little, and had a few classes during grade school, but I'm not conversant in it. I have maybe 25% comprehension of written French (total guessing, right there). With enough exposure, I'd probably get the hang of it.

Here's your excuse: Quebec is secretly TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME.

Except maybe for Sherbrooke.

[Cainad (dec.)]

I should just make an excuse to spend a year in Quebec. I was exposed to a lot of French when I was little, and had a few classes during grade school, but I'm not conversant in it. I have maybe 25% comprehension of written French (total guessing, right there). With enough exposure, I'd probably get the hang of it.

Here's your excuse: Quebec is secretly TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME.

Except maybe for Sherbrooke.

I'll keep that in mind Good to have confirmation; I spent a week in Quebec City on vacation, and had a damn fine time.