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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.
Sue - Dec 25, 2005 6:41:08 am PST #4951 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Jessica - Dec 25, 2005 6:41:55 am PST #4952 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
LED/MP3 Christmas tree. (For next year, presumably.)
juliana - Dec 25, 2005 6:43:44 am PST #4953 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Merry Christmas, y'all. Had a good night last night - hung out with my college roommate, drank good champers, had good soup, and watched cheesy movies (there may have been singing along to Meet Me In St. Louis). Today, I have shot my friends' cat (they're out of town, the cat is diabetic), come back here, and am now eating oatmeal. Very festive.
Lee - Dec 25, 2005 6:45:44 am PST #4954 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yay for a good night, Juliana. I hope tonight is as well.
Topic!Cindy - Dec 25, 2005 6:50:03 am PST #4955 of 10002
What is even happening?
My own Christmas Miracle: A member of my family got me jewelry I really like!Heh.
Merry Christmas, y'all. Had a good night last night - hung out with my college roommate, drank good champers, had good soup, and watched cheesy movies (there may have been singing along to Meet Me In St. Louis). Today, I have shot my friends' cat (they're out of town, the cat is diabetic), come back here, and am now eating oatmeal. Very festive.Yay! Merry Christmas, juliana.
Merry Christmas and since I doubt I'll be around at sunset, Happy Hanukkah.
Oops. I hear crying. Gotta run.
§ ita § - Dec 25, 2005 6:52:34 am PST #4956 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
And...the pies are still in my trunk. Found my mother, who was too lazy to get my father off the beach, so I'll have to call his cell separately.
After I get the pies and start the coffee.
Happy Returns of the Day and the Season, all.
Lee - Dec 25, 2005 6:55:20 am PST #4957 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
PIE!!
(did you buy me any?)
Jessica - Dec 25, 2005 6:55:40 am PST #4958 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Today, I have shot my friends' cat (they're out of town, the cat is diabetic)
Note to self, read entire sentence.
The post office drama, for those who have been following, has come to a close! I take back everything bad I said about them yesterday, because the mailman just came by to deliver a package. On a Sunday. Which is also Christmas.
It wasn't my Buffista Secret Santa gift, as I'd assumed, but a present from my grandparents who own an antiquarian bookshop. They got me a 1942 Boston Cooking School Cookbook, which is perfect. It's not a first edition, obviously, but it's in near-perfect condition, and I love it so so so so much. (I collect old cookbooks, and this one's hard to find in good condition. The reprints, yes, but not old ones like this.)
So anyway, that's my happy Christmas story. I hope that all Buffistas are having as wonderful a day!
Topic!Cindy - Dec 25, 2005 7:00:00 am PST #4959 of 10002
What is even happening?
The post office drama, for those who have been following, has come to a close! I take back everything bad I said about them yesterday, because the mailman just came by to deliver a package. On a Sunday. Which is also Christmas.
Oh my word. Yes, Jessica, there is a Santa Claus.
amych - Dec 25, 2005 7:02:46 am PST #4960 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Hooray for beyond-the-call-of-duty mailmen! That sounds wonderful.
We are slounging, and may at some point get dressed. Have talked to both families (who called within seconds of each other. I think they plan these things.) My major accomplishment of the morning: taking the roast out of fridge so that it can reach room temperature. FEAR ME.
Happy Chrismukkah, all!