Guest guest Posted November 2, 2007 Report Share Posted November 2, 2007 Thank YOU! > > > > Today I was talking to our own Gillian on the phone, and I decided > > that the negative voices in my head shall hereby be referred to as the > > Nosy Nattering Semi-Subliminal Chipmunks, or NNSSC, for short. > > > > And, BOY, are they opinionated! > > I went to Starbucks this afternoon to get a Frappucino. I have one > > every once in a while. And, joy of joys, they've opened up a freakin' > > GYM right next to the 'bucks! It used to be a day spa! So, as I'm > > walking out with my sugary concoction, I have to walk right past the > > OPEN DOORS of said freakin' gym, and right past a group of polished, > > professional women all drinking their iced teas and nonfat, half-calf, > > no-foam whatstits. And the chipmunks start up, of course. " Should > > you really be drinking that? Those women are all looking at you, and > > THEY THINK YOU'RE FAT!!!! Don't you want to look like THEM? Remember, > > you have pilates tonight. What good will it do you if you drink THAT! " > > I must admit that, instead of taking Gillian's very good advice, > > listening to the voices and soothing them, I took out a mental > > sledgehammer and BASHED THEM BACK INTO THE STINKIN' HOLES THEY'D > > CRAWLED OUT OF! > > So, now I'm engaged in coaxing them out and bandaging their little > > heads, 'cause they don't MEAN to be rude. I think they're truly trying > > to be helpful, in the only way they know how. > > BTW, those women were looking at my frappe, not at me. And I ended up > > drinking a little less than half of it, 'cause that was all I wanted. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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