All right, yes, date and shop and hang out and go to school and save the world from unspeakable demons. You know, I wanna do girlie stuff!

Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'


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.


Connie Neil - Apr 27, 2005 11:54:05 am PDT #9407 of 10001
brillig

Some roaches fly? In America?

They do in Pennsylvania, too.


Atropa - Apr 27, 2005 11:54:45 am PDT #9408 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Reads AmyLiz's post

screams

Look at that! Time for me to go to a meeting.


§ ita § - Apr 27, 2005 11:55:24 am PDT #9409 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

This one time, a roach flew down the back of my nightdress.

It's not rappelling spiders, nor spiders in tea. But the fluttering of its wings down my back (long nightdress) will stay with me forever, I fear.


Kathy A - Apr 27, 2005 11:55:44 am PDT #9410 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Spiders aren't too bad--they entertain my cat when they crawl on the living room wall. But, if they come down to within arms' length, they're smooshed.


Topic!Cindy - Apr 27, 2005 11:55:53 am PDT #9411 of 10001
What is even happening?

This morning, I carried my half full mug of cold tea into the kitchen, taking a sip somewhere along the way. (I know, I'm gross.)
You have a baby. You don't get to have your hot drinks actually hot. It's only gross if it was last night's tea.
I set it down, turned back to pick it up and empty it out and THERE WAS A SPIDER INSIDE IT. A big-ass one, too. Full grown, not a baby. All gray and with many legs.... faints momentarily

How long it was there, I don't know, but unless it kamikazied into my mug in the split second between setting it down and turning back to it, it was there when I sipped at it in blind gronkiness. The idea of my lips nearly brushing spider legs/torso/head this morning has stayed with me all day.

never stops screaming...in my head

Eek. Let's pretend it kamikazied in that split second.


bon bon - Apr 27, 2005 11:56:01 am PDT #9412 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Oh my god AmyLiz.

Why are you squishing moths???

Because they fly and they have bodies. Ergo they do not belong in my apartment. I love when they fly right into my lamp, though. Solves that problem quite satisfyingly.


juliana - Apr 27, 2005 11:56:28 am PDT #9413 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

I wish I could magically transfuse some of my not-fear into Jilli and Jessica and connie. Spiders ick me somewhat,

Me, too. Actually, they only ick me when I think about them ON me. I don't like anything that feels that skittery, so I don't even like rats and mice (pets, people, pets!) walking on me. It's that light, skittery pressure that'll get me.


sarameg - Apr 27, 2005 11:56:40 am PDT #9414 of 10001

You kill a ladybug, you might just as well march right out and lie down in traffic.

Bwahahahah! Up at the telescopes, you'd get an entire exterior wall covered in a sheet (or three) of ladybugs. Since the structures themselves are white, it was pretty dramatic. We used to peel off handfuls and put them in jars to carry down the mountain and release on the neighborhood rosebushes.


Susan W. - Apr 27, 2005 11:57:00 am PDT #9415 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights

There was that time I walked into a spider's web at face level a few months ago.

It took two days before I stopped jumping every time a strand of hair brushed my face.


Stephanie - Apr 27, 2005 11:57:12 am PDT #9416 of 10001
Trust my rage

I saw my first roach ever in SC. It was at least 2 inches long and I'm not exagerating. Then it disappeared in my room. I spent the whole night freaked out it would climb in my bed.