Meet me in the boys room in a loose shirt so we can fool around."
That's some smart thinking though, with the loose shirt request and all.
Sooner or later, you're gonna want it. And the second — the second — that happens, you know I'll be there. I'll slip in, have myself a real good day.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 40: The Nice One
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.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 17, 2005 8:26:24 am PST #4892 of 10006
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Jesse - Nov 17, 2005 8:26:48 am PST #4893 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Man, I've never gotten even a creepy or sucky love letter.
I've gotten dirty emails, but I guess that doesn't count?
§ ita § - Nov 17, 2005 8:26:52 am PST #4894 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I had a guy who I'd spent years turning down (he once hacked into my e-mail account and challenged me for having sent e-mails saying rude things about me -- that confrontation didn't last long) write a book where the title character was named ita. She also was blinded pretty early on in the story. Perfectly healthy behaviour. On the upside, he TAed a course I took and gave me extra points on an assignment for Christmas. This would have been wrong, except my other fried who was TAing another course kept marking me down on everything.
Seek balance.
Also, people are weird.
36 years down, and I've never gotten a non-platonic and welcome letter of affection. I hang out with the wrong crowds.
Sue - Nov 17, 2005 8:28:53 am PST #4895 of 10006
hip deep in pie
36 years down, and I've never gotten a non-platonic and welcome letter of affection. I hang out with the wrong crowds.
Ditto.
No, I lie. I got a badly spelled one from the class clown in Grade 8.
ETA:Wait, that one was not welcome. I mentioned the bad spelling...
Frankenbuddha - Nov 17, 2005 8:32:37 am PST #4896 of 10006
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
I searched for "shimmer," and narrowed the category down to "makeup" and then further down to "body."
Wait, "Shimmer" is a floorwax and a dessert topping AND glitter makeup? That's what I call a real multi-tasker.
Connie Neil - Nov 17, 2005 8:32:37 am PST #4897 of 10006
brillig
I had no idea you could drive men mad so well, ita. Now we just need to find someone who goes mad in a good way.
§ ita § - Nov 17, 2005 8:36:26 am PST #4898 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I had no idea you could drive men mad so well, ita.
It's a gift. There was also the guy that told me the "anecdote" about shooting the family cat (it had gotten at his cashmere sweaters) over dinner, looked surprised I wouldn't go back to his hotel room, and then 8 years after I stopped talking to him, after sending out a conciliatory e-mail to me he tried to join the LAistas mailing list.
For all I know, he's watching right now.
Did I mention, people are weird? Still looking for the right nutcase.
Calli - Nov 17, 2005 8:41:32 am PST #4899 of 10006
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Still looking for the right nutcase.
Yep. The one who brings over the good scotch, and then rubs my shoulders while we watch Cowboy Bebop episodes. Which I wouldn't have considered weird per se, but it does seem to be damn rare.
Calli - Nov 17, 2005 8:41:36 am PST #4900 of 10006
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Matt the Bruins fan - Nov 17, 2005 8:44:46 am PST #4901 of 10006
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Ugh. All things considered, after hearing the bad side I'm curiously bouyed by the thought that no one has ever been that into me. And thankfully my aforementioned new penpal was thrilled that I managed to track him down after 5 years, and remembers me fondly rather than regarding me as an unwelcome stalker.