I'm a big girl. Just tell me.

Inara ,'Objects In Space'


Natter 34: Freak With No Name  

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.


Gudanov - Apr 26, 2005 6:40:27 am PDT #8903 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

How's that happen when I'm not looking, huh?

A North American blackfoot coffee ferret drank it.


-t - Apr 26, 2005 6:41:30 am PDT #8904 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Yeah, as a kid it was kinda cool to step into mud and then have my boots stay stuck in the mud when I pulled my foot out.

Oh, yes, I remember doing that just for the fun of it. Then hopping around on one foot so my sock wouldn't get wet, because I never liked the feeling of wet socks.

We have some great pictures of my brother, my sister, and I all playing in a pile of mud that was an intermediate stage of a landscaping project. I remember doing it and how much fun it was, but I can't remember why my sister was wearing a pink velvet dress.


Connie Neil - Apr 26, 2005 6:43:15 am PDT #8905 of 10001
brillig

Parents, your children will wash. Their clothes will wash. Let them play in the mud.


Lyra Jane - Apr 26, 2005 6:43:22 am PDT #8906 of 10001
Up with the sun

Fiona, I'm sending healthma and growma to you and the baby girl.

Jeff, I'm so glad you're back! Thanks for telling the saga.

Everyone else, timelies. Oh, and I agree with the guess that Robin's coworker and the date probably met on nerve.com, or else something like furryandproud.com.


Cashmere - Apr 26, 2005 6:44:42 am PDT #8907 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

The gutters in front of my cousin's house would always flood when it rained. We'd put on our swimsuits and go out and splash in the flooded street.

I still love the squishy feeling of mud between my bare toes.


Jessica - Apr 26, 2005 6:44:59 am PDT #8908 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

24 can stop with the "the President is a big pussy 'cause he doesn't like torture" storyline any day now. I've got a headache from rolling my eyes. I mean, YAY, Return of Palmer, but gah, everything else about it is so annoying. (And how is Jack in charge of a mission again? Didn't he have to resign in the last ep so he could go break thumbs? Did he resign for ten minutes and then get hired back, or did they decide he was just on a break?)


tommyrot - Apr 26, 2005 6:45:10 am PDT #8909 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

A North American blackfoot coffee ferret drank it.

Heh. Plus when they're caffeinated they're impossible to catch.

ION: When in Seattle, Bono bunks with Bill Gates

They are both into Third World development and relief efforts.

“We’re big believers that more needs to be done in developing countries,” Gates said. “Let me tell you, Bono has had a huge impact.”

...

Asked if their friendship would entice him to buy one of Microsoft rival Apple Computer Inc.’s black-and-red U2 edition iPods, Gates said: “Absolutely not.”


-t - Apr 26, 2005 6:50:35 am PDT #8910 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

My feelings exactly, Jessica. Though I did like the president realizing that his orders had botched a mission, and he was totally out of his depth I am completely at sea as to Jack's status at CTU.


Theodosia - Apr 26, 2005 6:55:54 am PDT #8911 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

One thing that I have to be reminded about the fun part of gardening is that you get to play in the dirt. It's never until I'm actually doing it that I remember that. There's also the fun of sowing widespread destruction among the weeds and unruly plants and bugs, in a sort of "the earth minorly trembles at my advent" way.


flea - Apr 26, 2005 7:00:37 am PDT #8912 of 10001
information libertarian

I am firmly convinced I became an archaeologist because I liked dirt.

Now that I am no longer an archaeologist, I garden. Without gloves. In the messiest possible way.

I am unmotivated at work and mooning over $115 shoes (Dansko sandals, so not entirely impractical, but still money I do not have for shoes.) Maybe I could try to bribe myself to work by promising myself shoes...