I'm going to go with Burrell on the epidurals. Although a close second is our trip to London.
Wash: Don't fall asleep now. Sleepiness is weakness of character. Ask anyone. You're acting captain. Know what happens you fall asleep now? Zoe: Jayne slits my throat, and takes over. Wash: That's right. Zoe: And we can't stop it.
'Shindig'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
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.
Cashmere - Dec 12, 2005 2:06:34 pm PST #1445 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
JZ - Dec 12, 2005 2:36:42 pm PST #1446 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Quick! Someone cheer me up!
Uhm... happy news, happy news... Hey! My mom called earlier, and there's a distinct possibility that my brother and his partner got married over the weekend in Boston! I'm waiting for him to check his cell phone messages and call me back to confirm.
This could possibly be construed as sad news in that elopements and quiet courthouse weddings usually mean no cake for the celebrants' families and friends. If my brother calls back and confirms, I shall have to go get some cake in order to set everything right.
Also, stacking cats and your wit and your pretty hair, all plenty cheering.
Nutty - Dec 12, 2005 2:59:00 pm PST #1447 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
a distinct possibility that my brother and his partner got married over the weekend in Boston!
Yay for them! Although, hello to the secrecy. Perhaps they just don't like cake. Although, if they had timed it right, they could have had a cheering squad. On the anniversary of it becoming legal -- May something -- Flatmate's church still goes down to Cambridge City Hall en masse as they did the first day, and applauds.
It's a thing.
My happy news is that my toes are only marginally froze, and I have steak waiting for me in the fridge. Steak doesn't cure all ills, and I don't have anemia, but, it's still a good thing.
amych - Dec 12, 2005 3:10:54 pm PST #1448 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Yay, BroZ! And I'll just note that it's quite possible to have sneaky courthouse nuptials AND cake on a later date.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 12, 2005 3:13:40 pm PST #1449 of 10002
"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
Co-worker tapped me to make a Fed-Ex run on my way out, saying she only had to print out the label. That was 15 minutes ago.
Kat - Dec 12, 2005 3:15:59 pm PST #1450 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
From back aways. Best money spent? hands down is my education. It's also the most money I've spent on any single thing.
Lee - Dec 12, 2005 3:21:59 pm PST #1451 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
What do I want for dinner?
msbelle - Dec 12, 2005 3:23:24 pm PST #1452 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I am not sure you'll want it, but because of my late afternoon bagel snack, I am having a smallish ice cream shakey-ma-doodle.
Lee - Dec 12, 2005 3:25:13 pm PST #1453 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That sounds good, msbelle. For some reason hot sounds better than cold right now though.
What I really want is a Porto's pulled pork sandwich, but I am pretty sure that won't happen.
JZ - Dec 12, 2005 3:25:33 pm PST #1454 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Rant:
(which I'll probably delete in a bit, it's just too fucking whiny and depressing)
I have no best money spent. Right now I'm looking at my bank account and cursing every penny I've ever spent on anything. I'm so frigging tired of living paycheck to paycheck, trying to dig myself out of the hole I spent my twenties so brilliantly digging myself into, depending on massive amounts of homelife and marriage-depressing overtime to manage anything but the necessities. And this month my supervisor didn't bother to submit my timesheet until last Friday (she had it, completely signed with all OT back-up documentation attached, on 11/30) so the OT check won't come in until 12/28. No money for Christmas presents or Christmas eve dinner. No money for the auto insurance that comes due on the 27th. Not even any money to go see Serenity at the bargain theater down the street this week. I could borrow from Hec, but then he's got no Christmas present/Christmas eve dinner money.
And it's all totally my fault. I fucking hate this so much, every single goddamn month. Hate.
t /whiny rant