The Goldfish's Logbook

I finally dragged my butt into the Austin office today. Literally 4 minutes after I sent out an office-wide email saying "I'm back and available," Boss #1 comes by and says, "Why don't you take a few days off? Things are real slow around here."
That was a shocker. Usually this guy is always: come in early, leave late, skip lunch, work weekends, holidays, etc. But hell, I didn't need to be told twice. I was outta there!
So I've got the rest of the week off! It's like Spring Break just fell into my lap. I bet y'all can guess what I'm going to do with all that free time. Yup.

But that only takes ten minutes. After that I'll work on cosplay. (Ha ha ha. That was a masturbation joke for those of you who missed it. Heh heh. I find myself so funny.)
So yeah, it's me and the cat here in the apartment. I'm trying to get work done, and she's "helping". Maybe I'll take her for a walk as a reward for being such a good helper.

( Last Order 12 )

( cut for unimportant argument )

What I'd really wanted to post about was what came out of our last face-to-face discussion. Liz conceded that I have the need and right to privately confide in friends and seek their advice, as she does. Half of the offense of my sex post, she said, was that I "aired our dirty laundry in front of the whole world," with strangers rather than in a discreet manner with friends. The second half of the offense was that I'd only shared one part of my side of the story. She said that if I was going to confide in people, she would prefer that I share _everything_ rather than just one small snippet that portrays her in a bad light. I heard maturity and wisdom in those two statements, so I took them to heart.
If you can read this post, it means I trust and respect your opinion and discretion concerning the messy inner workings of my personal life. Still, I realize that some people would prefer not to know. If that's the case, please comment and I will remove you from this new filter.
I've been considering Liz's second point. I have plenty of relevant archived LJ posts that would explain how the two of us got to where we are today to anyone with patience enough to read them. Though part of me wants to take Liz at her word, I can't quite shake the nagging doubt that somehow, it might turn out to be a bad idea. As much as I'm desperate for any advice or information that might improve the situation, I'm more desperate to avoid worsening it.
I don't know.

It's kinda OOC for me to post cat stuff, but this vid both scared and amused me.

Not for the faint of heart!