Jesse, I'm so desperately excited to be staying home tonight (and doing laundry, but whatev) that I think we should unite in hermitty Fridays. Sometimes, it's what the doctor ordered.
Oh, me too! I even know what DVDs I am going to watch tonight.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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.
Lee - Aug 12, 2005 1:45:42 pm PDT #7897 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ChiKat - Aug 12, 2005 1:50:21 pm PDT #7898 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I think we should unite in hermitty Fridays
I love hermitty Fridays. Tonight, I'm going to the chiro, then I'm going home and watching TV/DVD's and doing an in-home facial. I may polish my toenails, too.
Jesse - Aug 12, 2005 1:51:14 pm PDT #7899 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm totally doing my toes while watching DVDs. ROCK.
Glamcookie - Aug 12, 2005 1:58:13 pm PDT #7900 of 10002
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Weekend plans:
- Tonight: IKEA for silver/white bookshelf for the Orange Room
- Saturday:
- Sunday: Lounging
Jesse - Aug 12, 2005 2:00:24 pm PDT #7901 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
And I just booked a flight at a price between the (apparently) flukish cheap ones of Wednesday and the sad-making high ones of yesterday. SO THERE, WORLD. EAT IT!
Jessica - Aug 12, 2005 2:02:56 pm PDT #7902 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Sue - Aug 12, 2005 2:05:19 pm PDT #7903 of 10002
hip deep in pie
I am having a hermity Friday too. I think going ot bed early might be the highlight.
DXMachina - Aug 12, 2005 2:07:34 pm PDT #7904 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Er... wouldn't you have put at least one other option in there? I mean, there's a pretty big city somewhere in Massachusetts, what's that called...
Worcester?
DavidS - Aug 12, 2005 2:10:34 pm PDT #7905 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
That's funny, only because I think of you as much sexually freer (in attitude) than I am or than I would want to be. I think sex works better in concert with love.
This is a common misconception of the happily married. (Glib. Sorry. Just joking.)
Or....
Maybe you haven't had enough hateful sex yet. (Also a joke, yet perhaps closer to my true feelings on the matter.) With no glib whatsoever - in my experience deeply in love sex has not been as intense as some other less warm, less uh...conventionally intimate kinds of sex.
But what I'm trying to do is sever romantic love from the physical attraction equation. It's a whole different vibe.
I'm sort of a monist on these things and I think I'm arguing that if this distinction between love and sex isn't exactly a false one, then it's a muddier one than most of our cultural compasses can accurately gauge.
I need to ponder it mo' deeply.
How is that Paulist? I'm not getting the reference.
St. Paul the party-pooper. Mr. Don't-Invite-Him-To-The-Orgy.
Really?
See above. More of a comment on my sense that most of our definitions are fubar/wrong/pathological.
Because seeing someone with a cute butt on the street and thinking "Break me off a piece of THAT" isn't love.
It seems that I am arguing a couple things: (1) I don't trust the USian/Western taxonomies of "love" in all its varieties; (2) that the Greek notions of Eros, Agape, Fraternal Love (Frappe?) seem more accurate to me. And Eros is a kind of love and it is about cute butts on the street.
That our culture has idealized courtly love and limerance and soul mate-itude (to name but a few flavors) - and I think those are all dangerously ill formed hooks for hanging Big Love (pairing-off love) on. That there isn't enough acknowledgement of the biological imperative underlying it.
I'm not certain of that, but I do think that a lot of human behavior around love and sex is driven by things which are primarily physical and then explained off with after the fact with whatever moral filter we have handy.
I'm not trying to be reductive or cynical about love. I just think that our cultural understanding of the phenomenon (no matter how we parse it) is inadequate to the point of being unuseful or even psychologically dangerous.
I disagree, if what you're saying is that love is some kind of masked sexual attraction. And if not, please clarify.
It's more that I'm saying that putting sexual attraction and love in separate boxes winds up creating more confusion than anything. That however we're dividing that complex of feeling is false and misleading.
eta: have the feeling that I probably stated everything at least twice in that post. Might need to excise.
Kathy A - Aug 12, 2005 2:11:13 pm PDT #7906 of 10002
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I'm getting out of work here in about 20 minutes or so, going to the grocery store and then home, where I will either veg out in front of the tv, or finally get around to finishing my apartment cleaning by weeding out and organizing my big closet (organized the linen closet last week, and managed to clean out more than 2/3rds of the crap that had accummulated in it!). Other than replacing my mattress pad, it's the last thing that has to be done to have my apartment completely clean and organized, so finishing it will be a big deal.