My watch is dead. This is probably only significant to me in a haha, you wanna scoff at superstition, bitch!? way.
Wesley: And how does your kind define love? Demon: Same as all bodies. Same as everywheres. Love is sacrifice.
'The Girl in Question'
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.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 11:53:04 am PDT #6672 of 10001
DXMachina - Jul 03, 2005 12:00:55 pm PDT #6673 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
What an absolutely perfect day here in New England. Not a cloud in the sky, 75°, a light breeze. I spent the afternoon doing some long overdue trimming of all the assorted hedges and shrubs around Casa Machina. Despite the niceness of the day, it's still something probably best not done during the hottest part of the day, and now I am completely whipped. Not so whipped, however, that I wasn't able to take a nice cool shower to remove a thick layer of sweat, dirt, and minced shrubbery from my person. Now I am ready for a nice nap.
And I'm not wearing any pants.
§ ita § - Jul 03, 2005 12:31:11 pm PDT #6674 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Just finished the men's final -- it was shorter than the women's -- I wonder how often that happens... Roddick was good, but Federer was just that magical. As a non-Roddick hater it was difficult to watch him do so much right, and yet not enough. I imagine it must be very frustrating.
It surprised me that I cried after the men's, and not the women's. But Venus was so damned happy, whereas Federer fell down, got up, and sat down and cried. I can't even imagine.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 12:38:08 pm PDT #6675 of 10001
Aw. Glad it was good tennis for you.
My compressor seems to be stuck on. Ducks, QUIT IT.
I think I'm going to have to cut power to it and see if it thaws out whatever switch is stuck on.
Lee - Jul 03, 2005 12:42:01 pm PDT #6676 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You all are dangerous. I just went and spent far too much money at Home Depot and a local nursery, but now I have a couple of indoor plants and pots, some outdoor plants, a big pot, and a plant stand.
Still no patio furniture though. I saw some I like, but I seem to have my heart set on an adirondack chair.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 12:58:56 pm PDT #6677 of 10001
Perkins, I live within walking (less than 5 minutes) of a Home Depot. It is VERY dangerous. Would be even worse if I weren't renting.
Steph L. - Jul 03, 2005 1:01:31 pm PDT #6678 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Back from baseball game. It was 95 degrees and sunny. May have heat stroke/exhaustion/annoyance/whatever. Reds suck in an almost operatic manner. But I got to see Roger Clemens pitch, which was sweet.
Am lying down in air-conditioned bedroom. Not wearing pants. Attempting to rehydrate. Need nap.
Lee - Jul 03, 2005 1:02:37 pm PDT #6679 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have to drive to mine, but it's along a very fun road.
sarameg - Jul 03, 2005 1:05:45 pm PDT #6680 of 10001
I know people who fear Home Depot and their ilk, and I just don't quite understand.
Of course, mom used to take me as a little kid to the hardware stores on really humid days(pre-home depot, but it had AIR CONDITIONING) and we'd pick out new fixtures and cabinets for imaginary bathrooms and kitchens. We'd debate the merits of different styles, etc. So maybe it is bred into me.
Cashmere - Jul 03, 2005 2:32:55 pm PDT #6681 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
But I got to see Roger Clemens pitch, which was sweet.
DH is jealous.
eta: That's not a designated hitter joke.