I don't care if it is an orgy of death, there's still such a thing as a napkin.

Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'


What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35  

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.


sarameg - May 29, 2005 1:52:11 pm PDT #7793 of 10001

I love strange baby faces. They come up with utterly bizarre ones that, really, I don't think should be socialized out of us because they are so funny. And the sounds. Though I suppose a grown man screeching like a velociraptor to signify delight might be a bit offputting. And the growls lose their WTF! effect once they are no longer issuing from a 10ld bald bundle.

But still. Strange babyfaces!

She's adorable, Plei.


§ ita § - May 29, 2005 3:08:47 pm PDT #7794 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I don't think I said she was adorable, Plei, but she is. ADORABLE.

So if I'm trying to get laid, and some girl or guy gets in the way - I need a word.


Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 29, 2005 3:15:52 pm PDT #7795 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd

So if I'm trying to get laid, and some girl or guy gets in the way - I need a word.

Suicidal?

No probably not what you're lookin for.


Nilly - May 29, 2005 3:16:04 pm PDT #7796 of 10001
Swouncing

I think somebody beamed my brain and left me short. Typing is very difficult, and my fingers seem to be more, um, sliding, than usual.

And I still didn't finish what I have to finish for tomorrow today morning. Though I'm at the point now that I'm afraid that whatever I do spoils more than actual helps. Oy.

[Edited to correct the day of the post.]


Betsy HP - May 29, 2005 3:20:40 pm PDT #7797 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

So if I'm trying to get laid, and some girl or guy gets in the way - I need a word.

Cock-blocking. Or, by analogy, pussy-blocking.


Betsy HP - May 29, 2005 3:21:28 pm PDT #7798 of 10001
If I only had a brain...

Nilly, when that happens to me, I go to bed. There really is a point where you're doing more damage than good.


Nilly - May 29, 2005 3:23:35 pm PDT #7799 of 10001
Swouncing

when that happens to me, I go to bed

Bed is a few streets away. With going down stairs and pressing on elevator buttons and telling good night to the guards at the front of the university. Oh, and putting lots of papers into my bag, in the correct order. Right now it seems too complicated. Posting seems easier. Maybe I need to convince myself I have something really fun waiting for me at home?

By the way, congratulations on the new job! When are you supposed to start it?


§ ita § - May 29, 2005 3:29:17 pm PDT #7800 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Cock-blocking. Or, by analogy, pussy-blocking.

Perk threw out the cock-blocking, and pussy blocking -- there must be something rhymier. Well, something that's not cunt shunting, anyway.


Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 29, 2005 4:16:46 pm PDT #7801 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd

Rhymier?

Clit-sitter. Bush-rusher.

Y'know, anywhere else this'd be highly offensive spamming...


Jesse - May 29, 2005 4:20:51 pm PDT #7802 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

People still didn't e-mail me all that I've asked. I need to improvize and blah-blah my way through subjects I have zero knowledge about.

Poor Nilly! At least when that happens to me at work, that's the hardest part of my job. It's not like I actually have to do the actual work of the project, too.

ita, I refuse to endorse any of the female anatomy terms for cock blocking, sorry.