I have to finish the homework associated with my England class.
I really don't wanna. Can't I just go to England for two weeks and not learn anything?
Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.
Lorne ,'Time Bomb'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
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.
Dana - Feb 05, 2005 10:14:08 am PST #4266 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
erikaj - Feb 05, 2005 10:30:00 am PST #4267 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Happy birthday Victor!
Burrell - Feb 05, 2005 12:25:22 pm PST #4268 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Happy Birthday, Victor!
Last time I visited my sister, there was a memorial near one of the schools where a child (younger than school age) was hit by a car. She said that the accident had really freaked out the kids at the school, and the memorial seemed to help them.
sarameg - Feb 05, 2005 1:05:44 pm PST #4269 of 10002
OK, halfway through the show, this week's TAL is a Buffista smorgasbord: Romance Writers, and transmen. What's next? slashfic?
I thought similarly. And kept driving around neighborhoods near the store I was going to so I could hear the end.
I see a lot of teddybear&flower shrines in certain neighborhoods around here. I'd bet a fair number are not accident, but murders. So. They are about grief &catharsis, and I know in at least one case (the firebombing of the Dawson family) they are also about Something is fucking wrong here and we're here to stand against it . Last I heard, they were talking of turning it into a park, but that won't happen for a while. I think in the wars between communities and the dealers, these shrines turn into more than just grief. They turn into defiance.
In depressing news, my brother just got word that one of his friends from his old unit was killed in Iraq, leaving a wife and 2 year old. He pretty much won't talk about it right now. Damnit. I hope he can make the service.
Rio - Feb 05, 2005 1:29:21 pm PST #4270 of 10002
Are you ready to be strong?
{{{sarameg's bro}}}
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 05, 2005 2:29:07 pm PST #4271 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Happy Birthday Victor!
Does anyone have any suggestions for what a mouse might be tempted to eat if peanut butter doesn't do the trick? So far the only thing I know it's gone for is soggy paper sacks at the bottom of a grbage bag.
Cashmere - Feb 05, 2005 2:31:06 pm PST #4272 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Matt, my dad always caught them with a little piece of bacon.
§ ita § - Feb 05, 2005 2:53:16 pm PST #4273 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, damn, sara.
I saw a guy who looked a hell of a lot like Alan Tudyk today. Could even have been him. I considered yelling "Alan!" to see what'd happen, but, you know, decided to skip it.
DXMachina - Feb 05, 2005 2:54:48 pm PST #4274 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
I've used uncooked hot wheat cereal and dog kibble, both of which seem to work.
sarameg - Feb 05, 2005 3:26:11 pm PST #4275 of 10002
My mom had to be the one to call and tell him. I'm sure it hit town like a storm, because it's the first local casualty. I want to call my brother just to say sorry to hear the news, but I know him well enough. He's going to have to get over being filthy mad before he wants to even mention it. If he were still in Texas, he'd be able to go be mad with his army friends who also knew Joe. But he's not. At least he has PJ. She also knew him.
The mice at work got into an old luna bar I'd forgotten was in my desk. Chewed through the wrapping for that, they did. The peanut butter one.