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Where was it that he went with the mother, while she attended classes? And all the women brought food for the children. 
NPD’s are more Machiavellian, sociopaths just don’t care about rules and tend to commit crimes. NPD’s have a poor sense of self and no care for other people’s feelings but are grandiose and everyone must admire them. They only really exist in their own mind if others provide the reflection they can bask in. And god forbid anyone fails to do that.
It’s worth mentioning that NPD is very different from Narcissim. Being self-obsessed barely scratches the surface of NPD and they are, quite frankly, at best scary and at worse dangerous. The dead eyes/mouth-only smile is usually a clue.
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I wondered if she were a slender Dalek with all the gliding
Does the autobiog make any mention of them needing to live in a bungalow so as to avoid stairs?
Hasn't Alan Titchmarsh won awards for similar?
Ms Rachel has just shared this website on her Instagram grid. Built by former students of Dr Arday, apparently. A few of the testimonials in Ms Rachel's post appear to be from students who met him briefly or fellow staff, but I admit I've not read it in detail. https://leilacancode.github.io/everythinggood-about-jasonarday/
I can't quite qualify why but just glancing at that made me feel icky and mildly voyeuristic.
I skimmed, read “we had a chat about blackness and Cambridge”, rolled my eyes into the back of my head and left.
"When I saw him in the Faculty his smile was like a warm light in a cold winter."
Oh FFS!
Oh FFS!
"He punched me once. It was awesome."
Yep, he winds up in one situation after the other without ever really understanding their importance. At least in the book (which is awful, and very different) he's an idiot savant, which is how he winds up on a space flight with a les and a chimp and that's before they crash into the jungle and Forrest plays chess with a lost British officer to keep the cannibals from eating them.
Don't worry, the les gets herself a good dicking and decides to stay with the tribe, while Forrest and the ape continue their adventures.
I wish I was making all this up!
Oh christ yeah, the Groom novel (an ironic name) is AWWWWFUL
I won't derail the thread, I'm just excited that another person has read it!
I tried Better Times Than These, which is about the Vietnam war, and I couldn't even through the first couple of chapters. Groom has such a horrible, dry authorial voice.
I'm sure Jess Taylor said something similar about not knowing what uni was
Neighbours was never repeated on a weekend
She said something about not even knowing university was a thing in the UK, she only heard of it on American TV and thought you had to go to America.
I wish some paper would publish how she's a fraud!
Don't the home and away teens all go to Uni in yabby creek. Did he not wonder where they went after their HSCs?
Also his palms sweated with anticipation ahead of Neighbours?!
It’s been bugging me what the level of extraneous detail about every single effing thing and the Narcissisus-like self-absorption reminded me of and it’s My Tornado Hell* (and its ill-advised publication).
*If everything that happened to husband Adrian, Douschka the family boxer, builder Nathan Brown, film producer Juliet Levy, Chris Martin, an advertising producer, a disheveled man et al had all happened to Jason, that is.
I called Adrian’s mobile. He was at a job interview, having recently been savagely cut from his work as a private banker…our family Boxer, Douschka, shaking and walking aimlessly in circles of crunching glass…Jamie, our musician neighbour and the father of newborn Seth was standing in our new communal bomb- site…To the other side, builder Nathan Brown’s and film producer Juliet Levy’s top -floor bedroom wall had been ripped off. And 90 year-old Beryl’s loft kitchen had lost its walls and roof…A group of refuse collectors was standing rooted in shocked dismay…A disheveled man in slippers walked past. “I’ve got to get into my house,” he muttered anxiously. “I need my medicine. I’m a paranoid schizophrenic…Eyes wide with fear, geography teacher Vanessa Ross Russell ran towards me…The emergency services came, along with my shell-shocked husband…Chris Martin, an advertising producer and neighbour, arrived. He survived the Hatfield rail disaster. On Thursday he’d moved back home after three months’ of decorating.
Needless to say, she had the last laugh
Here it is.
mytornadohell.livejournal.com
ETA: If anyone wants to read but can’t open the link, reply to let me know and I’ll screenshot this whole thing in a spoiler. Everyone deserves to experience her tornado hell at least once in their lives.
*If everything that happened to husband Adrian, Douschka the family boxer, builder Nathan Brown, film producer Juliet Levy, Chris Martin, an advertising producer, a disheveled man et al had all happened to Jason, that is.
I called Adrian’s mobile. He was at a job interview, having recently been savagely cut from his work as a private banker…our family Boxer, Douschka, shaking and walking aimlessly in circles of crunching glass…Jamie, our musician neighbour and the father of newborn Seth was standing in our new communal bomb- site…To the other side, builder Nathan Brown’s and film producer Juliet Levy’s top -floor bedroom wall had been ripped off. And 90 year-old Beryl’s loft kitchen had lost its walls and roof…A group of refuse collectors was standing rooted in shocked dismay…A disheveled man in slippers walked past. “I’ve got to get into my house,” he muttered anxiously. “I need my medicine. I’m a paranoid schizophrenic…Eyes wide with fear, geography teacher Vanessa Ross Russell ran towards me…The emergency services came, along with my shell-shocked husband…Chris Martin, an advertising producer and neighbour, arrived. He survived the Hatfield rail disaster. On Thursday he’d moved back home after three months’ of decorating.
Needless to say, she had the last laugh
Here it is.
mytornadohell
mytornadohell - the new blog in LiveJournal. There should be new interesting records soon.
mytornadohell.livejournal.com
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