Don't belong. Dangerous, like you. Can't be controlled. Can't be trusted. Everyone could just go on without me and not have to worry. People could be what they wanted to be. Could be with the people they wanted. Live simple. No secrets.

River ,'Objects In Space'


Natter .38 Special  

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.


Jesse - Aug 31, 2005 5:44:04 pm PDT #3380 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

My only problem with crying in the movies was the time I saw the first LotR movie with a friend, and it was her first time seeing it, but my second, and I started sniffling WAY too early.

No one cares, plus you can wipe your eyes while the credits are rolling and look pretty smooth by the time the lights come back up.

My movie "crying," sure. If I were actually crying, no way I'd look OK by the time the lights come back up. I look a MESS with real crying.


beth b - Aug 31, 2005 5:44:05 pm PDT #3381 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

yay heard fro the last of my relatives - everyone is safe


Kat - Aug 31, 2005 5:44:07 pm PDT #3382 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Unless you are like me, and you become blotchy face girl.


JenP - Aug 31, 2005 5:46:14 pm PDT #3383 of 10002

What's embarassing about crying in a dark room where no one is loking at you because they all paid money to look at what's on the giant lighted screen?

It's just a thing. There's no accounting, sometimes. Plus, I totally check out my movie-going companions to see who else caved.


P.M. Marc - Aug 31, 2005 5:47:08 pm PDT #3384 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

Oh shit. I'll wait for dvd. I HATE crying in public.

Yeah, but if the whole theatre is filled with sobbing people, they're not going to notice one little you!


Scrappy - Aug 31, 2005 5:47:53 pm PDT #3385 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

I get a really red nose and eyes from crying, but you guys presuppose WAY more interest in you from strangers than I ever run into.

ETA__I'm not counting friends, who will rag on a person for crying or not crying or looking too intently at every move Colin Firth makes...not that that's ever happened to me.


bon bon - Aug 31, 2005 5:48:35 pm PDT #3386 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I don't like the taste of salt and it grieves me that salt is no longer nutritionally evil, because then I could be superior for a brief moment. But the ONLY thing that salt has improved for me (simply by being salty; I'm positive salt improves taste undercover) is watermelon. Salt on watermelon is great.

Yeah, and chocolate covered pretzels and peanut M&Ms are great. Plus cheese and apple pie.


Kat - Aug 31, 2005 5:48:58 pm PDT #3387 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Okay, watching Prison Break. I know I'm supposed to get over the completely inconceivable nature of the premise, but I can't. And I know I should let go how implausible it all is and enjoy the shirtless men. But honestly, the last time people told me to get over the implausible premise was Lost and it ended up being crazy making. not in the good way.


Kat - Aug 31, 2005 5:49:35 pm PDT #3388 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Nah. I assume most people don't give a shit.


Jesse - Aug 31, 2005 5:49:42 pm PDT #3389 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I get a really red nose and eyes from crying, but you guys presuppose WAY more interest in you from strangers than I ever run into.

It's not about them, it's about me. Not that I ever actually cry in public. Last time was at a new job six years ago. I'm not much of a crier. Although I get misty at the drop of a hat.

Oh crap, I'm such a liar. I totally lost my shit out to dinner with my (then) boyfriend last year when I was on a new pill that fucked with my brane. The staff played "No Woman No Cry" for me.