How about fastforwarding to tomorrow?
Tomorrow's not looking great for me so far, actually. How about Wednesday?
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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How about fastforwarding to tomorrow?
Tomorrow's not looking great for me so far, actually. How about Wednesday?
I could use the extra time, myself. I would take anyone's Tuesday they want to ditch.
I would take anyone's Tuesday they want to ditch.
I would stand in line at the post office if I could send it to you.
As long as everything I have planned to do today and tomorrow can magically get done along with the magical fastforward, I'm good with Wednesday.
I'd like to just skip to noon Pacific time on New Year's Eve, provided that all of my stuff got packed up and shipped and my cat came with me on the plane. I think that would be good. I really don't want to have to live through these next 12 days.
I have no reason to believe that skipping will help anything, unless it's skipping the work weeks, in case, why not? Or at least skipping to the end of being on hold with the biofeedback appointment lady.
I noticed that the tree at the pain management clinic was almost 100% secular, save the angel at the top. It's probably not possible to put a star at the top and insist it's the sun and not the Star of Bethlehem. What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?
Also, if one were to be re-appropriating the Xmas tree for winter solstice purposes, how would one decorate for the summer solstice?
My holiday gift to the Buffistas is time manipulation. Everyone will have the ability to manipulate time to their own needs (slow it down, speed it up, do-overs, skips, etc.) with no backlash to anyone.
::throws glitter::
Happy Holidays!
What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?
I put a big, puffy bow on top of my tree.
What else would make a good Holiday Tree topper?
A sombrero.
A frog would be kind of festive, as long as it was sparkly.
juliana, do you still have my cell? Call anytime you get stuck and lost in those 12 days, and Hec and I will seduce you with tales of good things to come, all the wonders to be found in your new neighborhood (the Afghan restaurant, the bookstores, the jazz clubs, the bar with working gaslights), the steampunk waltz parties and bubblegum-pop-with-fetishwear parties, playreadings, circus skills classes, deb's attention-hungry kittens, Bimbo's 365 Club with its resident mermaid... I know it will probably be 12 terrible days, but you'll be amply rewarded, cosseted, petted and cuddled and entertained for your courage in getting through them.