Happy 2005!
Everything looks good from here... Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land.' I think we should call it 'your grave!' Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven!
Wash ,'Serenity'
Natter 31 But Looks 29
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hil R. - Dec 31, 2004 7:00:39 pm PST #2096 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Steph L. - Dec 31, 2004 7:00:58 pm PST #2097 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I live in the fucking ghetto. Someone just shot off a gun many times just now. Not the best way to ring in 2005 in my neighborhood.
(On the plus side, I can hear fireworks, too. And yes, I can tell the difference between guns and fireworks.)
Lee - Dec 31, 2004 7:03:13 pm PST #2098 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy new year to the East Coasters!
I want some of Lee's brownies.
I overcooked them a little, but they are still pretty good.
Pix - Dec 31, 2004 7:08:40 pm PST #2099 of 10002
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Kat - Dec 31, 2004 7:12:43 pm PST #2100 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Four words: James. van. der. Beek.
No shit. There is big foreheads, then there is foreheads that are larger than ever possible. Add to it bad eyebrows.
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2004 7:15:20 pm PST #2101 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
James Van Der Beek may be pushing the forehead thing. I hope to never meet him in person. I am from a tribe of large foreheads, but he is obviously our lord and master.
Parents are at LAX. I miss them, in a really-glad-to-have-my-place-back way. I think I'm too crazy to even be a cat lady.
Lee - Dec 31, 2004 7:17:44 pm PST #2102 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I am glad you had a good visit with the parents, but one important question remains, ita.
Did they bring us you any tamarind balls?
Kat - Dec 31, 2004 7:18:24 pm PST #2103 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
you are kind of crazy. But we love you anyway, ita.
I'm too distracted even to knit. AM COLD. Stupid dryer outside with the back door open.
Kat - Dec 31, 2004 7:19:17 pm PST #2104 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Did they bring us you any tamarind balls?
or beef patties?
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2004 7:21:36 pm PST #2105 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
While not a crazy cat lady, I suppose I can do a good imitation of a crazy Jamaican-food-hoarding lady.
Pretty damned good.
I have eaten most of the patties, but there are enough tamarind balls to share with gusto. Also ackee and saltfish, if I read my fridge right.
I feel a need to clean again from top to toe, so everything is in the place where I put it, and it smells like my house, not like their house (I'm not sure how that worked).
HOWEVER, what I'm going to do is pour myself a glass of the sorrell my mother kindly made, spike it with the good rum, and lie around smiling.