synnoveaevael: (Wayne's World - Zang)
I posted this in [livejournal.com profile] wtf_nature so I figured I should post it here. :)

Lake Vostok.



Lake Vostok (Russian: восток, "east") is the largest of more than 140 subglacial lakes found under the surface of Antarctica. It is located beneath Russia's Vostok Station, 4,000 meters (13,000 ft) under the surface of the central Antarctic ice sheet.

No other natural lake environment on Earth is as rich in oxygen and it is speculated that any organisms inhabiting the lake would have needed to evolve special adaptations to survive. These adaptations to an oxygen-rich environment, might include high concentrations of protective enzymes.

Due to the lake's similarity to the Jupiter moon Europa and Saturn's moon Enceladus, any confirmation of life living in Lake Vostok would strengthen the prospect for the possible presence of life on Europa or Enceladus.



Wiki Article
Earth Institute Article

(after doing this post, I realized there was an original post here, however it's a year and a half old, and this is really nifty, so I think people newer to the community would get a kick out of seeing it)

*boggle*

Jun. 24th, 2008 11:47 am
synnoveaevael: (Grey's Anatomy - Messed up)
I am beginning to realize that maybe I AM more "stable" and "normal" than a number of the people I interact with.

Like, I seriously never thought I was, but I'm beginning to realize I know some completely irrational people.

*hides under papers*


In other news, I have been fighting nausea for about 24 hours.


Delightful.

So like.

Mar. 4th, 2008 04:17 pm
synnoveaevael: (Kelly - Shoes)
Random I know, but I have on no socks. I didn't wear them yesterday either.

I was like, fuck. Close toed shoes. BRING ON THE STINKIE FEET.

But, I had some Monistat Medicated Powder which is microfine and really for your thighs so you don't start small fires when walking pantsless.

But the closest thing I had to baby powder around to put in my shoes.

This stuff is AMAZING for shoes. HOLY HELL. No sweating, no blisters, no smells.

Best random product usage EVER!

OH MY GOD

Dec. 22nd, 2007 06:14 pm
synnoveaevael: (Baby me)
Gregory is even cuter in person.

And what a WONDERFUL baby. Barely made a sound. So sweet and cuddlie and tiny and perfect.

*listens to biological atom bomb click on*

*SIIIIIIIIIIIIGH*

OHOHOH! I've officially seen ALL 50 states license plates. And Guam. I was behind a car from ALASKA today. Impressive considering I'm in Jersey :D

Shut up Nikki, make with the baby pix. )
synnoveaevael: (Reality Bites - Winter of our Discontent)
I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your journals, or we have something else in common, and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me, and I thank you for your interest in my words.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...they enjoy the savory aroma of monkey brains a la mode."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal and see what gems of knowledge appear.

Ya know...

Nov. 12th, 2007 11:39 am
synnoveaevael: (Sworn to secrecy)
Life is too short.

Seriously.
synnoveaevael: (Grey's Anatomy - Izzie & Alex don't beli)
http://maps.google.com/ has a feature where you can click "street view" and you can see the street as if you were actually on it. You can drag it around in circles too.

I just spent entirely too long "wandering" around Manhattan.

Hahlo.

Sep. 10th, 2007 12:07 am
synnoveaevael: (Rose Grrl)
THINGS.
Or what I like to call RETURN OF TL;DR!!! Cause it is. )
Lastly,

- Many of my friends are having issues. Good, bad and indifferent. I am there for you all. Because I love you guys. You are my family too, genetics be damned. Quite frankly some of you don't want my genetics. Although, let's face it. I have nice hair.

Ugh.

Apr. 10th, 2007 01:50 pm
synnoveaevael: (Reality Bites - Winter of our Discontent)
Ya ever think everything is hunkie dorie and you find out shit is hitting the fan and you don't know about it?***

Yeah.

All I have to say to all you people out there is to APPRECIATE who you are with. Just because your SO brings you a cup of coffee every morning, or makes you dinner every night, or picks up the kids from school or WHATEVER, it does not mean you should take these acts for granted.

Appreciation comes in all forms. ALL forms. If you appreciate these acts, fucking SHOW it.

Be a big person, and SHOW THEM.

If they work two jobs and you work one or none. Or if they say they are tired, don't tell them they're COMPLAINING.

If you really fucking love them, show them you want them to be happy. Do something FOR them. Help them out with something.

Do not be fucking selfish. Just because they wait on you hand and foot OUT OF LOVE doesn't mean that they should be taken granted of.

Fucking ridiculous. Shit pisses me off.

*** No, this is NOT about me, Squish & I are fine, thankyouverymuch

So.

Mar. 7th, 2007 05:28 pm
synnoveaevael: (LJ - We know drama)
You ask yourself, "Self. I'd love to make my WHOLE journal friends only from the begining. But there *has* to be an easier way than to go into EVERY SINGLE entry and edit it."

And now there is.

GO FORTH CHILDREN! BE FRUITFUL WITH THY KNOWLEDGE!

I'M HIT!

Feb. 7th, 2007 01:02 pm
synnoveaevael: (Finding Nemo - Some?)
The ChuManFu tagged mah arse.

10 Weird Things Meme

Rules.

Each player of this game must write a blog with 10 weird things/habits/little-known facts about him/herself. Afterward you must tag another 10 people to do the same. GO!

1. I daydream while driving. Like, bigtime. My mind rarely wanders except the two hours I'm in the car daily. The music will often influence my daydreams, or my actual dreams. I'm listening to Corvus Corax right now, and it makes me space on if I could be a bellydancer.

2. I break things down to monetary values I understand. You know that commercial where he's like "*gasp* That's 4 million Big Macs!" Yeah. I do that. Only it's more like "It would take me 2 hours to work to earn that". It helps curb the spending. Also I think of like "That's my car payment!" or something.

3. If I eat something too much I can't eat it for a year or two again. I don't know why. I get physically ill if I do. I do this a lot with salads. I think I couldn't eat them more than once a week for like, a year, because I went a year just eating salads at lunch. Go me.

4. I never really thought I was straight. Like, ever. I knew I liked women too much. I like guys too, obviously, but I think I appreciate the female form way more.

5. I adore sleep. ADORE it. I love my bed, I love sleeping, I love my dreams, I love being cozy and nested.

6. I had a very different background than most of my friends, and I don't know what they are referring to a lot. So I kind of smile and nod along until I pick up on it, or can research it later. I think that skill is what helps me blend into different scenarios well.

7. I am like, head over heels in love with Wikipedia.org. Seriously. I love it. I love all the random facts. I don't take it as gospel, obviously, but it is rather accurate and informative. I love information of all kinds.

8. Celebrities fascinate me. Because I know they're just normal people we place on pedastals. I'd like to get to know some of them, to see what they're really like as opposed to our preconceived notions of them.

9. I see 2 and a half sides to every story. If presented with one side that is clear enough, I can usually figure out why the other person acted a certain way, and I can usually figure out what *really* happened, for the most part. I think this is why people come to me for advice.

10. 9 times out of 10 I can tell when someones pregnant. I get a feeling in the middle of my abdomen like bubbles and I suddently get sillie smiley. I never say it outloud though, because I'm afraid I'd be wrong, and usually it's with people who are trying to get pregnant. And that's an awful disappointment if I am wrong. I say 9 times out of 10, but honestly, I can't think of when I've been wrong. I *can*, however, remember when I've ignored it.

I taaaaaaaaaaag. NO ONE!
synnoveaevael: (Fear & Loathing - Bat Country)
My earlier post, just because you *were* the best/most unique/smartest at something in high school doesn't mean you're ANY fucking good at it now.

Cause the world is a lot bigger than high school. Or college.

Accept yourself, dammit.
synnoveaevael: (Sometimes I purr)
The blotter got, right on top of me, got me seein', E muthafuckin' T...

Things. And, what could be a rant.

- I *fiiiiiiinally* called to donate Skye. My old 1989 Ford Taurus, for those of you not in the know. So, I set up things with the Association for the Blind (why do blind people want my car? My NON TRANSMISSION HAVING car? Whatever. I support the blindness due to the mother thing.), and now I just need to call Mr. I Handle The Towing Portion of Your Donation tomorrow morning.

FUCK ME!! I JUST REMEMBERED I NEEDED TO GET MY THYROID MEDS!! ARRRGGG! Doing that at lunch tomorrow. Good thing I have spares.

- I was going to go to the gym tonight. Then I looked at my gas situation. And laughed. So no gym for me. I am poor. And I have no gas. And I'm bleeding. TMFI? I don't care.

I'm going to do some sit ups, core strengthening, and whatnot before Heroes, cause my theory is even if I cheesedick out on going to the gym, at least I'm doing *something*, right? So that's good.

- Called Janete to tell her the good news about the donation of my vehicle, so it can be moved from her parents driveway, since the sale of the house is going through on Thursday, and ended up on the phone with her for like, 45 minutes making up a list for her candle party. Hehehe.

- My Maynard mix cd wouldn't work at some point this morning. I freaked. I was like, it is BAD ENUFF that my speakers are going the way of the dodo, there is NO bloody need for the stereo to do that. It's fine now. I think she just was cold or something. Sillie car.

- That guy, from the other day? Who sent me the email thanking me for all the hardwork I did on his will while he sat next to me? Well, he came in to sign it today, and apparently had issues with something Brian said or did. So, he got Brian to reduce his fee by like, 60% (not for nothing, the guy DID have to fix like, a shitload of it, cause ya know, Patrick & Brian pay attention for 3 seconds and it's like shiny object syndrome). So after he finally signed it, he wanted to see ME again. Ack! So, I come out of my corner and he comes up to me all shaking my hand and like, whispers "Thank you again, SO much for everything you did. You figured out more in 5 minutes than that young guy did in an hour. *dramatic eyeroll* I just want you to know I appreciate you!"

Weird. But, cool.

- Today was review day like whoa. I sent an asston of shit back to Trish. It also was like, retard day. I swear. People sending their packages in *today*, ignoring the fact that we REQUIRE 5 BUSINESS DAYS to close a package, and asking to close tomorrow. And since we bend over backwards for everyone but employees, we comply. Whatevs.

- Ya know what I'm sick of? People assuming shit of me. Like, I hate it. If you assume something of me, even if it's something I'd generally offer, I get like, IRATELY pissed off. It comes from a LONG time of motherly issues, and I don't expect to fix it anytime soon, especially since it rarely comes up.

But when it does? I see red.

I also hate people who brag about shit they did in high school. Like, I was a roadie in the marching band. I loved every nasty, sweatie, annoying second of it. I really did. But I don't go around talking about how I was in it for four years.

Or how people think they're a better artist than me cause they were vice-president of some art club. I *don't* talk about my 12 years of art classes cause I do not think I am a good artist. You won't see my "art" around cause I think it is awful. I don't talk about my 12 years of chorus classes & voice lessons, cause, what's the fucking point? I'm not doing anything with it now, and I always thought I had a quasi crappy voice. Even though Alan, with his tone-deafedness, would disagree. ;)

People always seem to think they know more than me about certain subjects without even *realizing* that perhaps, MAYBE I do know more than they do. I just don't talk about my history with shit.

My past is what got me here today. I have some clear issues with shit. I do not talk about said shit often. Why? Cause I'm pretty good with dealing with it. If I need to bitch/vent/freak/ask for help, I do. Don't get me wrong. But I don't feel the need to show up people all the fucking time.

I did take psychology courses. You may have taken more, but, heh, sometimes, I know more than people who have fucking degrees. Ask my friends. They seem to trust my opinions and evaluations even if they don't fucking listen to me. I did take science courses. I don't mention that I got A's in these things, because, what does it fucking matter? Does the fact that some teachers gave me A's on things even matter? I am not in college. It will not matter until I get back there.

I am no scientist. Most of my friends are UBERgeeks, and know *waay* more on the science subject than I ever will, since I didn't finish college.

But, do not be shocked when I can keep up with your lingo. Aside from the fact that between myself and my friends list, we have almost every ailment known to man, I can assure you. I will keep up.

I have a fascination with history. Hello? Rennie, much? I made someone laugh the other day when I recited Henry VIII's wives and how they died in what order. I do know some shit. Don't try to act like you know more. Even if you do, NEVER FUCKING ASSUME. It just makes you look like a fucking show off and asshole.

My life, if you've been keeping up with this journal for ANY length of time, OBVIOUSLY is not all sunshine and roses. That just *isn't* life. I had to move out. I had to live on my own. I've had to forge my own miracles from time to time. I have my pride, but I can't turn down a handout, cause who KNOWS when the next time I'll be able to x,y or z is.

However. Life, as much as she's mocked me, has been good to me. I have the bestest friends EVER. My family? Well, most of them are good eggs. Those who are not. Well, they have their own separate journal entries. Heh. They get vented to *a lot*. My support system is strong. I have a decent brain in my head, a support system Microsoft would envy, and the most amazing boyfriend in the world.

Life is nice.

If titles, high school trophies, and awards mean more to you than a sense of accomplishment or momentary pride, you should check your situation out. I'm proud of the awards I got in high school. I showed them off when I was *in* high school. After that. They were just things that made me who I am today.

The classes I aced.

The classes I failed.

The punishment I took.

The praise I received.

I don't think much on it. It is part of me now. I need no cognitive thought. I need no bragging/pity rights.

Just accept yourself, and your friends, and stop preaching to people.

And life.

She will be okay.

It'll be even better if you click the fucking lime. Dammit.


LimeProject.org

Digg It!

Heh.

Jul. 26th, 2006 11:00 pm
synnoveaevael: (Upside down)
It ain't redneck.

It's Elizabethan.

Duh.

I read somewhere once that they speak a purer form of Gaelic in the Appalachian Mountains than is spoken in Scotland.

I really wouldn't be surprised at it.
synnoveaevael: (Waste of a Person)
There are a lot of reasons I shouldn't be alive right now.

Like. My mom was too young and selfish when she had me. Totally should have had an abortion.

But.

She didn't.

And then she dated some REEEAAAL douche bags.

Some of them really hurt me, emotionally, none physically, but.. one in particular really made me want to end life. First mine. Then I realized HE was the problem, and I set my course differently.

But, obviously.. I didn't.

Then.. there are FREAK allergic reactions that were one time responses to things.. boughts of depression.. accidents... teenage stupidity...

But.. I'm still here.

When I graduated high school, I was totally flabbergasted. For some reason, it NEVER occured to me that I'd live to see that day.

So, once I did.. well. My outlook on the world sort of shifted. I no longer felt like I was on borrowed time.

As I get older, I feel certain parts of life are sweeter.

A year or two ago, being this broke would have CRIPPLED me.

Today, I don't feel so bad about it. It's just money. It comes and goes as it pleases.

I'm very calm about a lot of things. Friendship dramas, life in general.. I just let it all float away. Smell the sweeter things.

Advice I offer a lot lately is, "enjoy this feeling now, cause you don't know how long it'll last".

Prolly the best thing I've come up with so far.

I think the majority of the peace I have lately is due to one person. Cause he's my rock.

I love you, baby. :)

Dammit.

May. 29th, 2006 01:30 pm
synnoveaevael: (Archie & Me - De's wedding)
Tagged for this "six random things" again. Uhm. I don't know what habits I have that people don't know that I have.

1. I brush my teeth in a certain order. lower back right, lower back left, lower INSIDE, upper back right, upper back left, whole from right to left (up and down), whole front right to left (side to side)

2. I methodically prepare my ramen. Set water to boil, open up ramen, remove flavor packet, crush the hell out of noodles, place in boiling water, after cooked drain half the water, add full flavor packet, sacrifice to PMS gods.

3. Before I go to bed, I must crack both sides of my back.

4. When camping, I MUST have everything set up before I can even THINK about sight seeing or whatever. I must know that it is all set up, because if I get side tracked, and come back late, I want to know I can go to sleep when I want to. That drove my exboyfriend batshit the one time we went camping because he's much more of a "huh?" logic kinda guy. Archie is right along side of me making sure everything is put away. Ahhh. Shared psychoses.

5. If I am swimming and I get water logged into my ear, I MUST REMOVE IT IMMEDIATELY. I can't handle it. My world stops till it is out. It's from all the ear issues I had as a child, with swimmers ear, and infections and stuff.

6. I get twitchie when people touch my face. Like, my chin and cheeks. Because I'm always breaking out so bad and stuff.


I tag... no one. I don't tag. Do it iffen ya wanna.


So. The new and fun thing in MY world is I have Carpal Tunnel.

I don't know how BAD, perse, but it hurts like a sunuvabitch to move my wrist certain ways.

So I gots me a lil' carpal tunnel wrist brace, and I'm rocking that. So if you see me with it on, that's why I'm wearing it. I didn't break nuffin, except piss some things in my hand off :)

Angelina Jolie had her baby. A little girl. I think Shiloh is a rediculous name, but it's slowly growing on me.

Squish made lunch. Can I say how much I love my Jimmy Jim Jim???

synnoveaevael: (Can't Hardly Wait - No legs)
Lewis Black:

I like a cold because I get to do my favorite drug, which is NyQuil. I love that stuff. What..what do the rest of you use, Robitussin? Robitussin, why do you bother, non-narcotic sissy-pansy bullshit.

NyQuil's got the best thing I've ever read on a medicine package - 180 proof. It's the moonshine of medicine. You can buy it on a holiday!

See 'cause when I got a cold I want something that's gonna fuck me up. 'Cause that way the blur seems interesting.

There's a daytime NyQuil there's a nighttime NyQuil, drink either one you want, 'cause your cold doesn't give a shit what time it is.

NyQuil comes in two colors: Red and Green. It's the only thing on the planet that tastes like: Red and Green. And red and green are what? Christmas colors! That's right, NyQuil makes a dandy eggnog! Oh yeah, my friends bitched through the whole party, 'This tastes like shit!' But at the end of it, we had a fun sleepover!

First time I did NyQuil was 1977, it came on the market and I was there. I said, 'Gimme that!' It had a little nurse's cap on it, get rid of it it's bullshit if there was a nurse, I wouldn't need the medicine. So I proceeded to drink the whole thing. Well back then then they didn't have the warning about operating farm equipment. Obviously you're not supposed to drink it, I woke up three days later. I was in Rockville, Maryland, a city I'd never been in, I was standing in front of a courthouse, and I was married to a woman I'd never met. But God-Damnit, I could breathe again.


Denis Leary:

"Tonight, I'm on NyQuil and Sudafed... Lemme tell ya something, folks- forget about cocaine and heroin, all you need is NyQuil and Sudafed. I'm telling ya right now, I took the NyQuil five years ago, I just came out of the coma tonight before the fucking show! Klaus Von Buller was standing over my bed yelling 'Denis GET UP!! There's something the matter with Sonny, HURRY UP!!'

I love Nyquil, man, I LOVE it. I love it I love it I love it, it's the best shit ever invented, isn't it? I love the name alone, NyQuil- capital N, small y, BIG FUCKING Q!!! I love that fucking Q, don't you? What a great advertising idea, put a big fucking Q right on the box! They'll get high and stare at it, 'The Q is talking to me, the Q is TALKING to me!'

I love NyQuil, man, 'cause NyQuil has never changed. All the other medicines are doing that 'inner child' thing- 'We know there's a small child inside of you, so now we have grape and cherry and orange flavor... Not NyQuil! They still have the original Green Death fucking flavor, you know why? 'Cause it doesn't matter what it tastes like, it's so strong you go *slrp* 'Hey this stuff tastes like... BANG you're in the coma already. 'What Happened?' 'He said "It tastes like" and then he went right into the coma, it's unbelievable!'

We have reached the point where the over-the-counter drugs are actually stronger than anything you can buy on the street. It says on the back of the NyQuil box 'May cause drowsiness.' It should say, 'Don't make any fucking plans, OKAY? Kiss your family and friends goodbye, say hello to Klaus!' NyQuil NyQuil NyQuil, we love you, you giant fucking Q!

NyQuil is the secret for all you 12-step recovery people. Yes, all you AA people, NyQuil is the key! It's the 13th fucking step! You can drink it, it's over-the-counter! 'Are you drunk?' 'No, I have a cold! Same cold I've had for 2 years, just can't seem to shake it! I'm high as a kite and my teeth are green, Merry fucking Christmas!'


Random Internet findings

Person A: It also tastes suspiciously like Jager

Person B: Didn't you know? Nyquil is the main ingedient.

ANSWERRRSS

Mar. 13th, 2006 10:06 pm
synnoveaevael: (IWTV - Angelina or Katie)
1. I have pictures of myself with Ronan Harris from VNV Nation.
True. When I was down in Florida staying with [livejournal.com profile] zayna and [livejournal.com profile] squarewave, I snagged a pic with him. It's a hard copy though. One day I'll scan it.

2. I see the New York City skyline every day.
FALSE. This was sort of a trick. I go west, not east, so I don't see it. *sadness* I could easily, if I went the other way. LOL

3. I am a bastard, as in my parents were not married when I was born.
True. I was at the reception though :) 5 months old.

4. I was born with blond hair and green eyes.
True. I was. I really got shafted genetically as I got older.

5. I see a castle on my way to work.
True. I travel Route 19 to Route 80 everyday. So I see Lambert Castle everyday. :)

6. My "pinkie" toes are webbed to my "ring finger" toes.
FALSE. Nope. Just made it up.

7. I have seen a dead body. (For this, wakes/viewings don't count)
True. One of my job "perks" I guess. Walked in right after a woman died, after a long battle, with liver cancer. Spent most of the time consolling her niece.

8. I have 23 rings on and through my body.
True. I have 15 on my fingers, 6 holes in my ears, and 2 rings on my toes

9. I have a breast implant to even out a cup size difference.
FALSE. I had this happen to a friend of mine. Seemed like a plausible fib.

10. I have been tattooed 5 times.
True. I only have 2 tattoos, but I've been worked on 5 times *grins*


No one got them right off the bat, but those of you who got them were:
[livejournal.com profile] quoth_thy_maven
[livejournal.com profile] vladyphoenixv
[livejournal.com profile] holliemonster
[livejournal.com profile] ndot1
[livejournal.com profile] hitchnj

So.

Mar. 13th, 2006 01:08 pm
synnoveaevael: (LJ - We know drama)
What's a lie?

THREE of these statements are non-truths.

You tell me which ones you think it is.

And I'll tell you if you're right or wrong. In another post of course.


1. I have pictures of myself with Ronan Harris from VNV Nation.

2. I see the New York City skyline every day.

3. I am a bastard, as in my parents were not married when I was born.

4. I was born with blond hair and green eyes.

5. I see a castle on my way to work.

6. My "pinkie" toes are webbed to my "ring finger" toes.

7. I have seen a dead body. (For this, wakes/viewings don't count)

8. I have 23 rings on and through my body.

9. I have a breast implant to even out a cup size difference.

10. I have been tattooed 5 times.



COMMENTS ARE SCREENED!

So.

Mar. 9th, 2006 02:47 pm
synnoveaevael: (Waste of a Person)
I've been thinking.

As you all may or may not know, I'm a confidant to many.

No, I'm not spilling any secrets.

*listens as people scroll quickly past this post*

But what I've noticed a lot of problems are with GOOD people in DECENT relationships that just lose that "oomph".

Why lose that oomph?

Having been in two relationships that BEYOND lost their oomph, I think I have a theory.

Laziness. Disinterest.

I call the first 4 months of a relationship the "probationary period" because that's usually when people are trying to show you their best side to suck you in. After that, you get mildly attached, and are more willing to "ride it out" because that person has become a usual aspect of your life.

Laziness becomes rampant.

As does neglect, because you are just USED to that person being around.

My cure for this?

Don't let it happen!!!

- Be empathetic. Do the "How would I feel if.." thing to yourself.

- Flowers. Guys like'em too. Be wary the allergic.

- ALONE TIME!!!!!!! Jesus, if you're parents, this is *especially* important! You're with this person for a REASON! Remember WHY. I.E. - How about we go to Barnes and Noble and sit at the cafe and talk. Nice, quiet, on the cheap side of things.

- Compliments. FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. Compliment your SO. It is SO MUCH EASIER to make someone smile than it is to make someone unhappy. Especially if you care about that person. I.E. - I just love to see you smile, because it makes ME happy

If you find a compliment is too hard to give to your SO, MAYBE they deserve someone better than you. Cause clearly you don't appreciate them.

- Remember WHY you appreciate that person. Compliment them. I.E. - Baby, you know when you scratch my back, I SO love when you do that. Thank you

- THANK YOU! These are two words that are *so* underated, yet are probably used less than their cousins "I'm sorry". LET'S USED THANK YOU MORE OFTEN!!

- Interest. Are you really interested in this person? Why? Think about these things. If you truly are, TELL THEM WHY.

- Focus. If you're cranky, don't take it out on your SO. They just want to see you happy. If you've had a bad day at work, let them help you rant about it. Don't pick on something they're doing that isn't even truly a PROBLEM because you're pissie.

- Love. Do you love this person? Do you SAY it enough? Do you SHOW it enough? You know what's great? POST IT NOTES! Stick an "I love you" on a post it note and shove it in the pocket of their coat. On the bathroom mirror. In their purse. On the steering wheel of their car.

It's the little things, man.

I'm sure I'll update this later. Just needed to bitch.

And if you think you do all these things already, just *ask* your SO.

Edit
Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] wurmwyd, another.

HONESTY!!!!!: And if honesty is too harsh, here's a phrase that every couple should practice saying: "This might be something that you don't want to hear, and I really don't want to hurt you, but this is something I need to tell you even though it is difficult for me to say it....".

Yeah. Word.

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