Boy. Boy unexpectedly engaged to someone-not-me boy. You can catch up here although it's not all that interesting if you aren't me.
I'm annoyingly awake now, on top of being mopey and intoxicated. How irksome.
Do you see any goats around? No, because I sacrificed them.
Willow ,'Showtime'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
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.
Strega - Apr 09, 2006 9:00:07 pm PDT #9851 of 10001
P.M. Marc - Apr 09, 2006 9:04:48 pm PDT #9852 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
When I was at the comic shop today I got Alan Moore's "The Courtyard" so any & all Cthulhu references are even funnier/creepier than usual.
Cthulhu, like cows and monkeys, is always funny.
Lillian's musical stuffed octopus is named, err, Cthulhulaboo.
Which still fails to amuse me as much as naming the freaky stuffed bear my mother got her "Marion" did, but hey, you get your kicks where you can.
(Now I want for someone to start an 80s cover band called Kajathulhu.)
I've officially lost my whole weekend to this freaking cold.
Lost weekends were more fun when I was still a regular drinker.
Hayden - Apr 09, 2006 9:09:20 pm PDT #9853 of 10001
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Ah, the bastard! He ought to know better. If I hadn't finished my last beer a few hours ago, I'd raise one to your next crush being far more pointy.
On that note, though, I gotta go. The laundry, she is finished, and now that I have a shirt to wear tomorrow, it's time to sleep so I can convincingly stuff it. I hope your night turns less mopey and more snoozey soon.
Hayden - Apr 09, 2006 9:10:41 pm PDT #9854 of 10001
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
That was an xpost, natch, but Plei, you funny. Hey, did I tell you that I'm coming out to a conference in Seattle in June?
Strega - Apr 09, 2006 9:20:01 pm PDT #9855 of 10001
Cthulhulaboo
I just spent five minutes trying to say that. And laughing halfway through.
Kajathulhu is even more genius. And I'm mad because I'll want to make that joke to people who won't get it. I'd like to believe that most people around here would get Marion, but then I live near DC, so. (...I'm assuming I remember correctly and that you're on the west coast. And I'm assuming that I get the joke, come to think of it. And now I've invested this post with an awful lot of social significance. Yikes.)
Sympathies on the illness. My generic recommendation is getting hot & sour soup from your local Chinese food purveyor. Because it's made of magic & fairy dust and ground-up elves and stuff. Or so I hear.
billytea - Apr 09, 2006 9:26:24 pm PDT #9856 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
My generic recommendation is getting hot & sour soup from your local Chinese food purveyor. Because it's made of magic & fairy dust and ground-up elves and stuff. Or so I hear.
Not Keebler elves, I hope. Because they taste like ass.
P.M. Marc - Apr 09, 2006 9:32:05 pm PDT #9857 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Hey, did I tell you that I'm coming out to a conference in Seattle in June?
No, but keen! Keep me posted.
I'm assuming I remember correctly and that you're on the west coast. And I'm assuming that I get the joke, come to think of it.
Oh, yeah. You get the joke. His full name is, in fact, Marion Beary.
My generic recommendation is getting hot & sour soup from your local Chinese food purveyor. Because it's made of magic & fairy dust and ground-up elves and stuff. Or so I hear.
This is my usual way of dealing with colds, because the ground-up elves really do the trick, but this one came with a side order of unable to deal with anything more tasty than Cream of Wheat for the first couple of days.
Strega - Apr 09, 2006 9:42:35 pm PDT #9858 of 10001
No, real elves taste more ephemeral.
this one came with a side order of unable to deal with anything more tasty than Cream of WheatThis makes me think of the Bill Cosby routine about a lump cream of wheat. Which leads me to the Cosby routine about the chicken heart that ate New York City. Which leads me to thinking that his mention of Jell-O in that bit was remarkably prescient given his later endorsement. Which, while interesting, is irrelevant to... well, everything.
God almighty, I'd better go to bed. Tomorrow I'll be properly depressed, because I'll be running on 6 hours of sleep. Oh well.
brenda m - Apr 10, 2006 2:26:46 am PDT #9859 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
"Scripture also says 'Render unto Caesar what Caesar demands.' And right now, Caesar demands a building permit," County Commission Chairman Mike Whitehead said.
That is beautiful.
Timelies. Why do I have to work for a living? Just doesn't seem fair.
§ ita § - Apr 10, 2006 4:29:23 am PDT #9860 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Looking at this list of 'weird' mental disorders, I'm struck by how weird some of them are, and how weird some of them are not.
Why do I have to work for a living? Just doesn't seem fair.
I patently agree. Is this nature or nurture? I mean, did we evolve into shiftless human beings (okay, talking for me), or did my parents do me wrong?
Of course, it couldn't just be my fault. How unlikely is that?