We die horribly and painfully, you go to hell and I spend eternity in the arms of baby Jesus.

Gunn ,'Not Fade Away'


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.


Kat - Aug 21, 2005 7:39:15 pm PDT #37 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

I've decided to piece together a quilt tonight, while watching Before Sunrise. What came first, Before Sunrise or Dawson's Creek? They share the same navelgazey feel to me.


Lee - Aug 21, 2005 7:39:56 pm PDT #38 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I think Before Sunrise, but I am not sure.


Kat - Aug 21, 2005 7:42:35 pm PDT #39 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

It's so.... navelgazey. I'm now trying to decide if I'm charmed by it or not?


Cass - Aug 21, 2005 7:53:05 pm PDT #40 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

In my brain, Before Sunrise (1995) was well before Dawson's Creek (1998). But there is no reason to trust my brain, I certainly don't.

I iMDBd and added dates. Not really so far apart but *I* grew up a lot in those intervening years so it seems like longer.


Lee - Aug 21, 2005 8:13:39 pm PDT #41 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Everybody went to bed, didn't they?


tommyrot - Aug 21, 2005 8:14:04 pm PDT #42 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Yes.


Lee - Aug 21, 2005 8:15:46 pm PDT #43 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I thought so.

That two hour nap I had this morning doesn't look like such a good idea now.


tommyrot - Aug 21, 2005 8:17:25 pm PDT #44 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Yeah, I took a nap today that I now regret.

In the meantime, I'm gonna have a vodka tonic.


billytea - Aug 21, 2005 8:18:45 pm PDT #45 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Though that meant I didn't get to use the parole line on anyone. Bummer.

You can use it here anytime you like, though I grant its shock value may be muted.

Hey, let your aunt know (indirectly, of course) that you've been snubbing her since the Ravens won the Superbowl, and has it taken her this long to notice? You didn't realise she was snubbing you, you just figured she was too embarrassed at her own cluelessness to talk.


Lee - Aug 21, 2005 8:19:20 pm PDT #46 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I was thinking of a scotch myself.