You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


Natter 36: But We Digress...  

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.


Steph L. - Jun 27, 2005 4:37:24 am PDT #4659 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

[Edit: my post # is like the consecutive digits mix themselves up to have dates with the ones that aren't usually next to them. Math romance.]

I. Love. Nilly! t waves to Nilly I'm glad you're no longer puking up metaphorical slugs!


Nilly - Jun 27, 2005 4:39:26 am PDT #4660 of 10001
Swouncing

Well, so far it seems I've attracted a lot of attention from women who do not, technically, live in the same country as me.

I keep forgetting how huge Australia actually is. I mean, the furthest a possible blind-date can be from me is a couple of hours by car.

I'm beginning to think I shouldn't have included the phrase "slavering werespawn". Especially when addressing them. I'm going to experiment with waiting until the second email before asking for their cranial measurements too.

Hey, if they can't encourage your perfectly healthy hobbies (I nearly typed "hobbits") and interests, then they're not for you! Um, or maybe take out either the "were" or the "spawn".

So no actual speed would be required on your part.

It usually takes me forever to know a person. I mean, unless it's really honestly completely nothing-to-talk-about (and I've had such blind dates, so I know that's a definite possibility), I usually feel like I need more time. I can just imagine myself running out after the speed-date session to ask people questions I didn't get time to ask when we were supposed to talk. Like those students who run after the lecturer to catch up on the last things told in class, with a notebook and a pencil.

Except possibly in talking, and my past experience assures me you will have no difficulty there.

Hee. On my first evening in the USA, on the dinner with Allyon and Kristen and Tim, they were talking so fast, sometimes it felt like a conversational tennis match, and was really hard for me to follow. A couple of days later, I described this dinner to Betsy over the phone. While doing that, I could hear Allyson laughing at me - she said it was silly, me talking so very fast about how other people were speaking quickly in English.

This must be what heaven is like.

Oh, excellent. Here the semester ended last week, so I only have a few more grading to do, then the students' exams, and then they'll have time off. I, however, hope to actually manage to do some work over the summer (I'm so way behind, it's crazy).


billytea - Jun 27, 2005 4:42:40 am PDT #4661 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Hey, if they can't encourage your perfectly healthy hobbies (I nearly typed "hobbits") and interests, then they're not for you! Um, or maybe take out either the "were" or the "spawn".

Yeah! They call it a sign of a diseased mind, I call it "product differentiation".

It usually takes me forever to know a person. I mean, unless it's really honestly completely nothing-to-talk-about (and I've had such blind dates, so I know that's a definite possibility), I usually feel like I need more time. I can just imagine myself running out after the speed-date session to ask people questions I didn't get time to ask when we were supposed to talk. Like those students who run after the lecturer to catch up on the last things told in class, with a notebook and a pencil.

Oh, that's ok. That's what the next date is for. (And, on the plus side, you'll have the notebook and pencil right there!)


§ ita § - Jun 27, 2005 4:45:43 am PDT #4662 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Happy Birthday, JZ!


tommyrot - Jun 27, 2005 4:45:58 am PDT #4663 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.

I'm going to experiment with waiting until the second email before asking for their cranial measurements too.

Did you put "phrenology" in your list of hobbies? If so, add "trepanation" to really confuse 'em. Wait, maybe confusion isn't the effect you're after....

Also, what was the context of "slavering werespawn"?


Topic!Cindy - Jun 27, 2005 4:47:35 am PDT #4664 of 10001
What is even happening?

Nilly, how does the school year run for you, as a grad student?


Topic!Cindy - Jun 27, 2005 4:48:22 am PDT #4665 of 10001
What is even happening?

Also, what was the context of "slavering werespawn"?
This needs context? Okay, tommyrot. I need to see your Buffista i.d. card, right now.


billytea - Jun 27, 2005 4:49:42 am PDT #4666 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Also, what was the context of "slavering werespawn"?

Slavering werespawn, as in "Dear slavering werespawn".

Did you put "phrenology" in your list of hobbies?

Yup. And I told 'em I'd added them to my phrends list.


§ ita § - Jun 27, 2005 4:52:03 am PDT #4667 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

There's a bit in IMDB about how Princess Di boinked JFK Jr, but that's not the point. It includes the following sentence:

She had more love to give than any men could take and when it came down it, I think he found her too needy

Ignoring the grammar, what's with too much to give and too needy? How are those related?

In the theme of sentences without sense, Versace on Demi:

Her presence is magnetic because it is entirely natural and never forced.

Did he not see GI Jane? Natural?


Sue - Jun 27, 2005 4:53:15 am PDT #4668 of 10001
hip deep in pie

Has he seen any of her acting?