Occasionally I'm callous and strange.

Willow ,'The Killer In Me'


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.


Lee - Dec 24, 2005 9:08:46 am PST #4915 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Poorly timed e-mail? What e-mail? Never saw a thing.

I must have imagined sending it then. Silly me.

Yay for presents being done. I have a few more to wrap, but my neice is asleep in the room with both the presents and the wrapping paper. Oh well.

For the record, the drive between Phoenix and Tucson=teh dull. At least they want you to go fast though, and set the speed limit at 75.


Emily - Dec 24, 2005 9:29:29 am PST #4916 of 10002
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

I remember that drive. Actually, I found it soothing, but I think it helps if you're contrasting it with frantic crowded freezing Boston roads/public transit. Otherwise, it's probably just boring.


erikaj - Dec 24, 2005 9:45:45 am PST #4917 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!

wrod...total wrod. definition of boring.


Pix - Dec 24, 2005 9:54:54 am PST #4918 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.

The drive is boring, but the country just north of the city here is so gorgeous. The 80 degree sunny weather isn't hurting any right now. I'm heading into the foothills AIFG.


Aims - Dec 24, 2005 9:55:56 am PST #4919 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

HEY!!! Sorry I left AIM on all night.

Again.

Such a dumbass.


Pix - Dec 24, 2005 9:57:15 am PST #4920 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.

Hey cutie! No worries. I was just bored and looking for company.


Aims - Dec 24, 2005 10:02:23 am PST #4921 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Are you stil bored? Tell me what to make for dinner tomorrow.

At this point, I'm thinking of curried dog.


Sue - Dec 24, 2005 10:11:31 am PST #4922 of 10002
hip deep in pie

I called my friends earlier, to see about meeting up with them on the 27th. Part of the reason I'm trying to hook up wiht them is that my friend's cousin, who I met at their wedding, is visiting from England with his family. Christian's nickname for me on the trip was Nutter. So I am talking with my friend and I hear Christian's daughter in the background going, "Who's the nutter daddy?"


Pix - Dec 24, 2005 11:03:51 am PST #4923 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.

Aims, I'm with whomever it was that suggested spiral maple or honey ham. Easy and nummy.

ION, it's gorgeous here and I love my mom, but I wanna come home.


§ ita § - Dec 24, 2005 11:40:28 am PST #4924 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

What's wrong with letting the machine get it, I wonder?

I know it's a way of dealing with evil telemarketers, but I had a sort of a scare a few years back, and I so my number's hidden and unlisted and all that jazz. The paranoia/irritation-driven requirements suck.

Tried training today. I didn't do it all, and my head does hurt, but I expected that. There's just no way to tell how much I can do without testing. I figured a long weekend was a good time to try.

I am planning on trying to take the brown belt no matter how much or little training I can get in between now and then. It's three sessions of mandatory workshop before the test. I understand I might not make it through day 1, and that's just how it'll be. Or I'll make it through the workshop and not be able to start/complete the test itself. Or I will finish the test and fail.

Or I could finish the test and pass. All these things are possibilities. I just need to know how to slant the probabilities in my favour.

Looks like my sparring is decent, but I'm certainly not giving anyone an opportunity to hit me in the head between now and then, and maybe even not then, if I can get away with it. My reflexes are slow, but I have a fair amount of the technical stuff still accessible.

Huh. That was supposed to be a paragraph max. Thinky thinky.

I got my gifts from India! The knife is the funnest -- it's got a floral pattern painted on the hilt and scabbard, and then it's this foot long sharp curved blade inside. Too cool. Also included was a salwar kameez I'll be too chicken to wear out, and a skirt and wrap I will be able to use without feeling like a poseur. Wait--does using the word poseur instead of poser make you one automatically?