I think my parents met Pete at one of the "Booze Up and Riot" WotC team morale events that were always held at my house.
Reynolds, I'm a dangerous-minded man on a ship loaded with hurt. Now, why you got me chatting with your peons?
Womack ,'The Message'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Atropa - May 09, 2006 2:10:10 pm PDT #3599 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
JZ - May 09, 2006 2:10:59 pm PDT #3600 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
My parents didn't know Hec existed until he asked me to marry him. That may be taking it a bit far, admittedly.
§ ita § - May 09, 2006 2:12:36 pm PDT #3601 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
JZ, I told my father long ago that was my plan. He went ballistic. However, now that they live far away, I could tell them about him without them needing to meet him.
beekaytee - May 09, 2006 2:15:44 pm PDT #3602 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
I'm with ita on eharmony. Incredibly shallow responses, one serious headcase that proved their 'stringent screening process' to be as stringent as swiss cheese and the guy I got on best with? Neglected to mention that he is currently living in Japan. After I said no thanks, he 'accidently' sent me a bunch of emails detailing his penchant for bondage. While there is nothing wrong with that...I'd already said no thanks!
While I didn't join meetup.com to hookup (dotcom), it sure worked for me. Those NYC matchmakers have a point. Similar interests and backgrounds go a long way toward building a harmonious union.
amych - May 09, 2006 2:21:21 pm PDT #3603 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
My parents knew Stephen existed at the serious bf stage, but didn't meet him until after we'd decided to get hitched. Not being a parent, I don't see a downside to this.
WindSparrow - May 09, 2006 2:48:23 pm PDT #3604 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Or "you" if it's in the right tone of voice.
How you doin'?
I think I may have mentioned to my mother that there was an online guy I was keeping company with, a while before Daniel and I met in person. And then I told her I was moving.
With my friends, I was more cautious about talking about Daniel, because with the previous guy they made a big deal out of it, and then tried to tell me I was being too hard on him when I broke up with him. Ok, that was only the one friend, who has a horrendously immature brat for a husband. But still.
Beverly - May 09, 2006 2:50:35 pm PDT #3605 of 10002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Or "you" if it's in the right tone of voice.
How you doin'?
Bwah! That might even work.
Hil R. - May 09, 2006 2:52:06 pm PDT #3606 of 10002
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
OK, I really am not responsible enough to be trusted to take care of myself. I took off my wrist brace because it was getting itchy. Now my wrist is hurting again, and I can't find where I put the brace.
Pix - May 09, 2006 2:52:32 pm PDT #3607 of 10002
The status is NOT quo.
Aww, Hil! That's so cute.
EpicTangent - May 09, 2006 2:54:50 pm PDT #3608 of 10002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
Took my truck in yesterday to investigate a weird rattling noise.
Diagnosis: catalytic converter is falling apart
Treatment: $634
I called around a bit to see if I could do any better.
Second opinion: $1091 (plus tax)
Well, so much for that one credit card that I had paid off.
It'd be un-American to actually ever get out of debt, right?
And I pretty much never volunteer SO-type info to my parents until it's A Thing. Too many questions during, and too many "What Happened?"s after otherwise.
Hil, in a pinch you could immobilise and compress with an Ace Bandage, until you can locate the real deal.