I'm just saying.
Mar. 29th, 2003 06:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rivkaBoy, am I feeling cranky. Also whiny. It's a good thing no one's home to have to put up with me.
See, Spider Robinson, this is why I don't think that telepathy would be the greatest thing since sliced bread. It's not that I have a dark, secret core of shame in my inmost soul, a deep painful conviction that I could never be loved if people knew what I was really like. It's that I know perfectly well that no one - no matter how loving, accepting, and evolved - would want to hear "Awwwwww, my stomach hurts" Every. Freaking. Five. Minutes. Until the antibiotic kicks in sometime tomorrow. And reasonably so.
See, Spider Robinson, this is why I don't think that telepathy would be the greatest thing since sliced bread. It's not that I have a dark, secret core of shame in my inmost soul, a deep painful conviction that I could never be loved if people knew what I was really like. It's that I know perfectly well that no one - no matter how loving, accepting, and evolved - would want to hear "Awwwwww, my stomach hurts" Every. Freaking. Five. Minutes. Until the antibiotic kicks in sometime tomorrow. And reasonably so.
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Date: 2003-03-29 08:27 pm (UTC)I totally agree about telepathy, too. Knowing in intimate detail about my cubiclemate's case of the trots would send me screaming into the night in short order.