Um, well, we listened to aggressively cheerful music sung by people chosen for their ability to dance. Then we ate cookie dough, and talked about boys.

Giles ,'Get It Done'


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 18, 2005 8:26:35 pm PDT #9329 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Rogue Trader -- with bonus Alexis Denisof.

I will have to watch.

Oh. The instructor that breathed on me last instructor class humped my leg today. I didn't bother to act unflustered this time.

Huh.


§ ita § - Aug 18, 2005 8:28:45 pm PDT #9330 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Huh.

He was making a point, and I'll never forget how to do the technique. Still, I yelled, made a face, and shook my leg vigourously.


Lee - Aug 18, 2005 8:32:31 pm PDT #9331 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I can see how that would work, and be memorable.


P.M. Marc - Aug 18, 2005 8:44:19 pm PDT #9332 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I will have to watch.

Come to my house. I own it.


Lee - Aug 18, 2005 8:45:35 pm PDT #9333 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Would there be cupcakes?


aurelia - Aug 18, 2005 10:13:20 pm PDT #9334 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

I'm trying to catch up in Minearverse and it's freaking me out. How long does the soap talk go on?


P.M. Marc - Aug 18, 2005 10:18:49 pm PDT #9335 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Perkins, there would totally be cupcakes.

I have three in my kitchen RIGHT NOW, with orange vanilla buttercream.


Volans - Aug 18, 2005 11:23:16 pm PDT #9336 of 10002
move out and draw fire

That's it, I'm inviting myself to Plei's house to get to the cupcakes before Perkins!

We need to change our language habits, I suppose. For "shit" we tend to say "fuck." For "fuck" we say "fuck fuckity fucking motherfucker," and for "motherfucker" we say "slimy cuntmuscle."

Robert read a bit of the Dr. James Dobson book on child-rearing we got as a gift to me: "Is your conversation respectful and soothing? Or does your household sound like an army barracks? You must speak in calm tones around your child." To which I responded "Dobson can suck my throbbing cock."


aurelia - Aug 18, 2005 11:29:46 pm PDT #9337 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

But did you say it in soothing tones?


P.M. Marc - Aug 19, 2005 12:01:28 am PDT #9338 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I must change my swearing habits. I normally sound like Eminem on a bad hair day.

At least I've cut back on the number of "Motherfucker cuntsucker asswipe TURN!"s I let out at lights.