Huh.
Ten percent of nothing is -- let me do the math here -- nothing into nothing, carry the --
Jayne ,'Serenity'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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Topic!Cindy - Apr 22, 2005 6:23:00 am PDT #1266 of 10001
What is even happening?
§ ita § - Apr 22, 2005 6:52:29 am PDT #1267 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I know a guy who's five times in less than five hours. Which, I contend, isn't really a plus. Of course, since I don't lnow this from personal experience, it's a little distracting at times when it pops into my brain.
deborah grabien - Apr 22, 2005 7:20:34 am PDT #1268 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Heh. Threadkiller, what Ginger said. "Not Manson! Not Manson!" would also be a goodie.
My whole thing was, "You can't do that twenty times in twenty minutes? Why not? Oh - you have to recharge, like a battery, or something. Damn. Who knew?" My brain is peculiar sometimes, to say the least.
Connie Neil - Apr 22, 2005 12:24:34 pm PDT #1269 of 10001
brillig
a late Discovery
4 AM. Neighbor's car wakes me.
Bladder: "Since you're awake . . ."
Crawl out of bed carefully, not to wake that guy next to me that I'm still getting used to.
Stumble down hall, no lights. If we wake up further, we'll stay awake.
Bathroom, can find my way in the dark, turn around, bend knees.
Keep going. Catch myself, but not before my butt gets wet.
I'm awake now.
Living with a guy is different.
Liese S. - Apr 22, 2005 1:08:03 pm PDT #1270 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Hee.
ChiKat - Apr 22, 2005 1:09:02 pm PDT #1271 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Hah! that's great connie!
Connie Neil - Apr 22, 2005 1:10:35 pm PDT #1272 of 10001
brillig
Fortunately it didn't take long to get him used to putting the seat down.
SailAweigh - Apr 22, 2005 1:47:20 pm PDT #1273 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Even after you've lived with a guy for a while, they do backslide, though. I learned, when living with the ex, to put out my hand to check the status of the seat before sitting.
Cashmere - Apr 22, 2005 4:08:34 pm PDT #1274 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
My ex-boss' wife was the only woman in their house. She made him AND both their sons pee sitting down. This might explain a lot about why my ex-boss is the way he is.
deborah grabien - Apr 22, 2005 5:23:40 pm PDT #1275 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Hee! connie, excellent.
OK. I'm floating. I'm completely gobsmacked. This isn't writing, except that my agency forwarded it on to me. ANd also, that this is reminiscient of the whole Callowen House Arts Festival in my series.
(deep breath)
I just got an envelope, addressed to me, reallyo trulyo, inviting me to the Renaissance Weekend this Labour Day.
I'm reeling. If you read the FAQ, it says that the invite is issued on the basis on nomination and recommendation by past participants and members of the advisory board.
Who in hell nominated me?
And oh, yes, we are so going. For a moment of "WHUZZAH?" from outer space, click the "media and Comments" page, or the FAQ.
I may go out of my frellin' mind, trying to figure out who recced me for this off that list. Apparently, Bill Clinton's involved in it, but that would be too damned much to hope for.
Anyway. Sorry. I had to squee.