My cousin wasn't as ebullient last night, after finding out some of what her apparent choices meant for her. Looking almost like twins, we share a lot of the same nature inside too. Somehow this nature is what causes the diabolical duo to think they can do the most harm, but we don't really care if people know, as usually they found out before we could speak for ourselves, haven't forgotten, tried to put it out their minds but failed, and if they are going to talk about it so much then at least we can address the Yetti groovin to Snoop Dogg.
In fact, I might have been reticent to post so much if I wasn't sure arbetrary is all I have to worry about.
Ooh we have you now doesnt ring with the same feeling when you say it all the time for all kinds of things that are less than what you cant seem to see going on all around you, things that people actually do care about some places.
Anyway, we told my cousin to be good because we knew two of my brothers would be living here, and if she wasn't good she would encounter the wrong one in the wrong way and it would mean we would have wasted a lot of effort teaching her how to be a wife.
But back to that ebullience, Smegma II decided he would feel more comfortable if he could be assured of something, especially since he isn't anywhere near in a position to actively have a wife right now. Our cousin hasn't been doing the same homework I've been doing, that you all found out about before I spoke of it thanks mostly to the diabolical duo, though that was more one of them than the other. So when she saw her underwear she had never processed such an idea before (not that she would admit to) and is really unhappy to be told she cant enjoy one of her favorite personal activities anymore, until Donny comes and other projects go active.
She was a little calmed when I told her something similar happened to me though it was a little different. Nothing restricted my activity I just didn't get much out of it any more.
We all need time off sometimes, to clean out our minds and recalibrate things as I have mentioned before. In my case my activity was the result of having been taught to "play nice" in childhood and to obey my elders. There was a group of people here in Bloomington who had gotten skilled at spotting people like me and they would try various things until they tapped into that mindspace, then I couldn't tell them no due to unnamed fears. In addition I had been taught to passively take it, which can kind of spoil a person and I had never had to work for it myself to get it. That is unacceptable in our culture.
While not being any good did prevent some problems that could have been very bad, its still embarassing and I still feel bad when I think of things my husband and Donny both told me. Though they tried not to be overly harsh, there is no nice way to say certain things.
*as long as we arent evicting anyone no matter how flagrant they get, I've got some people in mind to neighbor whore, who have a lot more things to say to her than I do*
