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'Heart Of Gold'


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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.


SailAweigh - Jan 29, 2005 6:08:38 pm PST #2070 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

But, not stacking.

ETA: X-post, of course.


quester - Jan 29, 2005 6:09:38 pm PST #2071 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

< rant > My hot water in my shower used to drip so badly that it would fill the room with steam while I was at work if I covered the drain too completely. then I had it fixed last week. yeah! no more drip! Well, the job was too well done, apparently. I was about to take a very badly needed shower this evening and turned the hot water knob and (drum roll) NOTHING came out! Gaaahhhh!

then when I called the maintenance guy he said sure he'd fix it...Monday morning! So I had to call the landlord and said call the maintenace guy back and tell him to fix it tommorrow. So I call him back and he says he'll call the landlord tommorrow morning.

< end of rant >


Lee - Jan 29, 2005 6:12:07 pm PST #2072 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Proving that cats are for mocking?

I suspect the running away was because I was doing that scary laughing thing.

ION, I am drinking coffee with Godiva Liqueuer. It's yummy.

Also, someone should yell at me to go do that thing I wanted to do tonight.

eta: That sucks, quester. I hope it gets fixed soon.


Polter-Cow - Jan 29, 2005 6:32:10 pm PST #2073 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

then when I called the maintenance guy he said sure he'd fix it...Monday morning! So I had to call the landlord and said call the maintenace guy back and tell him to fix it tommorrow. So I call him back and he says he'll call the landlord tommorrow morning.

I feel your pain, quester. Last weekend, the hot water heater broke on Friday, and they didn't replace it until Monday night.


quester - Jan 29, 2005 6:56:07 pm PST #2074 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

Oy! P-C! It was the prospect of not being able to shower for work on Monday that made me assertive enough to demand a fix on Sunday.


sarameg - Jan 29, 2005 6:58:01 pm PST #2075 of 10002

I got to laugh at 2 tuxedo gray kitties tonight. They are amazingly tolerant of having their ears pulled off by a 10 month old while looking at me pleadingly. t /I like kidlets I still don't get dogs. There were 2. They were either shoving their noses at your rear or trying to eat cat poop. Or getting in the way in a non-kick'em outta way way (cats just got their heads tripped over to no one's ill effect) or dogsmelly. I know other people love them, but.... I tolerate them.

Also? Reason umpteen kazillion I adore my brother: long conversations/arguments over religion and biological gender issues. It's fun. No one gets cranky.

Also in the never fallen disclaimer category, I'd have to say that feelings of superiority in the ooky sense would have to be absent, for me. As in, different, but complimentary. If there is a Better than You global issue at work, there be problems.


sarameg - Jan 29, 2005 7:01:52 pm PST #2076 of 10002

Also? It was snowing. Now it is sleeting. I came home in a warm car in snow. I predict icechipping tomorrow, damnit.

I want a garage.


Lee - Jan 29, 2005 7:18:05 pm PST #2077 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I seem to be freaking out a little. Someone should tell me to stop.


Hil R. - Jan 29, 2005 7:18:46 pm PST #2078 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Lee, stop freaking out.

(Why are you freaking out?)


DebetEsse - Jan 29, 2005 7:20:10 pm PST #2079 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Post-its on the cat's tail are not worth freaking out over.

Stop it.