Fortunately.

Which also means that I am very NOT likely to get over it soon. I have the immune system of a half-dead lab rat.

Clarification. Lines. A line in the sand... you know, I'm trying to figure out exactly what I want and need, what every part of me wants and needs. I'm TRYING to come up with those lines. I'm trying to find the words for it. It doesn't help that every time I get started, every time I finally get de-stressed enough that I think maybe I can figure it out, someone interrupts me. Usually by pulling up in a loud car and insisting we talk RIGHT THEN.

I'm tempted to take a vacation from it all, go down to the coast for a week, bring the laptop... write it all out while I'm down there. While I CAN'T be interrupted.

Slash, Megan... no, you haven't seen much of me the last few days. You will continue to not see much of me at your place until I have this straightened out.

Megan, Grr... I'd love to talk with you two, together or separately, just sit down and have girl talk. I could use your help figuring this out.

Faceless, SC... she cares about you both, you know. Yes, Faceless comes first in her mind. I can't help that; neither can she.

We're going to talk with her. We're going to figure this out. We're going to, if necessary, post it up publically when we figure it out, just so there are no disagreements as to terms and points of contention and so forth. We're tired of the confusion. We don't WANT to mis-communicate, you know this?

Saw a title of something, a movie or a book, and it fits so deliciously right now... "Girl, Interrupted".

That's me.

Let me think. Let me have TIME to think. If you push me and prod me and keep telling me that it's all MY fault for not communicating every detail of my mind, when you know damned well that I don't know every detail of my mind... hell, I don't even know HALF of it, some days... yeah.

It won't help.

It certainly won't get you any brownie points.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have a couple of emails to write...

...oh, just a side note - when I say leave me alone, it means LEAVE ME ALONE. I want to be very clear on this. And I AM going to be saying it over the next few days, to ANYONE who infringes on my space without permission, to ANYONE who irritates me when I'm trying to think or relax, to ANYONE who seems to be more trouble than it's worth putting up with right then.

You want a line? Here it is:

Don't Annoy The Jax!

...any questions?