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Daisy Jane - Nov 20, 2005 5:11:24 pm PST #5888 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

bad night. One of my best friends is moving to Syndey. I missed his party, because no one at the bar would give him my number.

We had to go visit with the girl who found our friend. I'm trying to be all calm and stoic, but I can hear this girl screaming in the other room. They tried to make her stay, but she left. She texted a couple of people who told her to call. So they went over, and it reaked from outside. The car actually ran out of gas. They called our other friend who made them bust the windows, too late. I have nothing...it's random and stupid, yet there it is.

sj - Nov 20, 2005 5:28:50 pm PST #5889 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

{{{Daisy}}} I am so sorry for your loss. That is just awful.

Lee - Nov 20, 2005 5:33:34 pm PST #5890 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Oh, damn, DJ. The universe needs to just lay off you for a bit, and I hope it does so soon.

Daisy Jane - Nov 20, 2005 6:06:36 pm PST #5891 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I just realised that the above post does not make the kind of sense I meant it to. Screaming girl was not the one they tried to make stay... actually, I don't feel like explaining. My friend died in a horribly stupid way and we all miss her.

brenda m - Nov 20, 2005 6:16:48 pm PST #5892 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

We got it, H. I'm so sorry for you and everyone who loves her.

sj - Nov 20, 2005 6:17:10 pm PST #5893 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Teacup guy's s-i-l finally replied to an e-mail I sent her a while back, but didn't answer any of the questions I asked her about gifts for her kids for Christmas. I asked her the questions again as politely as I could in my reply, but I hope I didn't sound like an ass.

§ ita § - Nov 20, 2005 6:18:35 pm PST #5894 of 10003
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

No need to explain, or even dwell, Daisy. Much strength to you, and as much peace as is possible.

Lee - Nov 20, 2005 6:25:42 pm PST #5895 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm sure you didn't, sj.

No need to explain, or even dwell, Daisy. Much strength to you, and as much peace as is possible.

Yes. This.

sj - Nov 20, 2005 6:27:14 pm PST #5896 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

No need to explain, or even dwell, Daisy. Much strength to you, and as much peace as is possible.

Thirding this.

Cass - Nov 20, 2005 6:28:02 pm PST #5897 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

No need to explain, or even dwell, Daisy. Much strength to you, and as much peace as is possible.
This. My thoughts are with you.
We also have the big Nascar weekend happening
I'm doing a happy dance cause Tony Stewart grabbed the championship. Was actually yelling hoping Mark Martin was going to take the race win though. Sigh... Racing is now over for 2005. ::jitters::

Oh, and also -- anyone who misuses quotation marks and apostrophes gets whacked, too. Because that's the only way people will learn.
What about the Asteriks of Inflection?

Oof. Drove about 750 miles since Friday and have

  • briefly seen Kristin,
  • taken DebetEsse out to Joshua Tree,
  • briefly stopped at an artist's party,
  • accidently dropped my cell phone and then ran over it shattering it's cellular little heart,
  • hiked back to Barker Dam in Joshua Tree National Monument,
  • went to another artist's studio to tour and chat,
  • saw a "Ladies of 29" calendar with the woman who was my nearly my MiL tastefully nekkid,
  • paid cash money to get a calendar of my own with a request to have it signed last night at a party that I had to miss
  • because I had to drive quickly back to San Diego,
  • throw on makeup and something black,
  • met 3.0 and my ex for dinner with DebetEsse (who then took my car and came back here to snooze),
  • saw Depeche Mode which was ultimately fabulous,
  • got home near midnight,
  • woke up at 5 to shuttle Debet to LAX
  • and was back home by noon.

Then I napped and watched a race.

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