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'Serenity'


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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.


§ ita § - Apr 23, 2006 7:00:43 am PDT #3023 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My place is usually in decent visit-readiness more often than not.

Not today, however. No one gets to come visit.

I don't even have shoes for paintball! This is stupid.


Hil R. - Apr 23, 2006 7:01:33 am PDT #3024 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Timelies. I just got back from the farmers' market. I was hoping for eggplants and tomatoes, but it seems I'm a bit too early for that. But I still got some greens and strawberries and sweet potatoes and various dairy products, so pretty good day.

Looks like it's about to start raining soon, though, and I've got to study this afternoon, so not as much fun then.


DebetEsse - Apr 23, 2006 7:03:50 am PDT #3025 of 10002
Woe to the fucking wicked.

ita, IME, anything in dark colors (I tend to wear black) that is long-sleeved will work. More layers just means that balls are less likely to break and less likely to hurt. Turtleneck seems like overkill, but, then, I've never seen anyone hit in the neck. Plenty of mask-shots, though.


§ ita § - Apr 23, 2006 7:06:22 am PDT #3026 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I'm wearing my nightclothes. Grey men's work pants and a black, longsleeved mock-turtleneck top.

They're not inherently nightclothes. It's just where they've been allocated. Running shoes I guess, and I need to find another layer for my top, either under or over.


Lee - Apr 23, 2006 7:08:06 am PDT #3027 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I've decided it is in my best interests to invite people ove to my place every couple of weeks or so. It forces me to straighten up and de-clutter and clean things that may not get cleaned in the normal weekly cleaning.

I used to do that, but then I moved to Belmont.

No one ever wants to come to Belmont.


DavidS - Apr 23, 2006 7:09:05 am PDT #3028 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I was hoping for eggplants and tomatoes, but it seems I'm a bit too early for that.

We don't get organic, locally grown tomatoes until August, or late July at the earliest.


Tom Scola - Apr 23, 2006 7:11:14 am PDT #3029 of 10002
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

I've decided it is in my best interests to invite people ove to my place every couple of weeks or so. It forces me to straighten up and de-clutter and clean things that may not get cleaned in the normal weekly cleaning.

I spent all day last Saturday cleaning, and then when my family visited me on Sunday, they still found things to criticize. So this week my apartment is messy again, and I can't get motivated to clean. Why bother?


Nilly - Apr 23, 2006 7:14:32 am PDT #3030 of 10002
Swouncing

Hey, Hec! How are you doing? Yes, I'm a skipper, I have no idea, I'm sorry.

they still found things to criticize

Is it the sort of place where it's about them and not you, and therefore if the place were spotless, they'd criticize you for the floors being so shiny they can see themselves in them and get confused? Or am I just being mean?


msbelle - Apr 23, 2006 7:16:48 am PDT #3031 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

do you enjoy a clean place? if so, then that is reason to bother.

Also? families criticizing is unfortunate.


-t - Apr 23, 2006 7:24:11 am PDT #3032 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I could have sworn I saw organic tomatoes at the farmer's market yesterday. I don't eat 'em, though, so I didn't investigate.