| Your Response is: Stay Calm |
You don't have much of a fight or flight response.In fact, you rather do neither. You don't like getting worked up. You are able to approach most threats calmly and rationally. |
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Fight or Flight
@ Friday, 06. Jun, 2008 – 19:48:59
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No Longer A Tag Virgin!!!
@ Friday, 06. Jun, 2008 – 19:21:12
That Sexymf bloke tagged me. Yes he found the time amidst the lemon bonbons and the pear drops....It's my first time, so here goes:
1. What I was doing 10 years ago:
Doing the job I adore, but in a different place. Being a good and faithful wife.
2. What 5 things are on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):
To sleep.
To stop throwing up.
To have a shower without going all dizzy and fainting through lack of food.
To not worry about work.
To totally ignore the window-cleaner if he wants paying as I'm poorly and in bed.3. Snacks I enjoy:
Cheese and crackers
Cheese on toast
Dry roasted peanuts
Chilli flavoured nuts4. Things I would do if I was a billionaire:
Throw my energy into funding and resourcing a safe, accessible education facility for disadvantaged children in SA.
I would be lying if I said I would not ensure my own family had a beautiful, spectacular home also.
A few more pairs of high heels.
Upgrade my lingerie collection.5. Places I have lived:
(I'll only tell you two).
Darlington
SouthportI tag:
Meggiebeeb
Birdsong
MichaelStMark
Ranfuchs
SeasideMan -
Poorly Girl
@ Friday, 06. Jun, 2008 – 18:55:58
I have been so ill today...and last night. Yuk!
'Gather it went down well with Bitch at the Building Of Betrayal, but I actually do not give a fuck...Angel got stuff sorted, as per. Could not do anything apart from lie down, get up, vomit in bathroom, lie down, get up, vomit in bathroom...
Therefore, I am rather pleased I have managed to consume some toast..which I crunched on very carefully reading Sexymf's visit to the sweetie shop post...and if I was dead clever I'd put a link in there but I can't. Sorry!
I began feeling unwell yesterday, and those of you who know me by now, this will give some idea of how ill I was: I turned down G! (Yet again close 'I need a shag timing' with FF). Cancelled-with less then 3 hours notice...I just had awful visions of us thrashing away in bed and me puking all over! He'd booked the gorgeous halfway house place we used last time...and I actually didn't flinch when he , very ungentlemanly, texted me to say the hotel would not give him a refund.
I DON'T CARE. I WAS GOING TO VOMIT ALL OVER YOU!!!
No, don't worry, I didn't say that...but this links in with my exhausted sleep recently, my body has just had enough.
Managed to make it through to 8 ish before the first disgusting, wrenching, hurling, down the loo...
Then it never stopped...
So I've slept nearly all day, temperature has finally gone and here I am writing to you lot!
The Director has been in touch...he was amidst a several million fraud recess at the time. 'Get well soon; we have fun and games on Tuesday!' He's not much on this weekend....a concert and a black tie dinner...
Note to self: must consume loads of Lucozade.Finally, remember those words of wisdom: 'Good always succeeds in the end.' The wise man reassures me from time to time
Well, a call from lovely Young One today...SHE...yes BITCH has an interview somewhere in the next few days. It's confidential mind, so don't go telling everyone!Must dash. One's tummy is making weird noises!
You don't have much of a fight or flight response.