Okay, makeshift bun aside, I think you are who I was earlier on this morning. Also, glasses. But still! Blue Mountain coffee, tank top, boy shorts--EXACT SAME PERSON.
I and I would never get along.
As a Jamaican, it took me a while to parse this.
Riley: Oh, yeah. Sorry 'bout last time. Heard I missed out on some fun. Xander: Oh yeah, fun was had. Also frolic, merriment and near-death hijinks.
'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
§ ita § - Aug 13, 2006 8:50:15 am PDT #8367 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Strix - Aug 13, 2006 8:53:28 am PDT #8368 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
If being you means I get Blue Mt. coffee instead of Folger's, I'm all over that!
I'd be a puzzlement to your family on Jamaica visits, though. They'd be all "Why is ita suddenly really pale? And not muscled? And why is she blowing us off and smoking pot on the beach like a tourist?"
ita-Erin would be happy as hell, though.
Cass - Aug 13, 2006 8:54:29 am PDT #8369 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I and I would never get along.Often I would drive me bugfuck but it's one of those lazy Sundays where I think I would like to hang out with myself. Also I could scam me into going and getting bacon and then making pancakes for us.
Strix - Aug 13, 2006 9:00:02 am PDT #8370 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I AM married to myself.
But you know, I'd like the household goods to prove it. I figure when I hit 40 and I"m not married, I'm registering at Target and throwing a "I gave all my married friends and co-workers a blender -- now it's my turn" Married to Myself party. I'll buy a pretty dress, and have the first dance with myself, and have a bouquet and naughty lingerie and a honeymoon in Mexico. People will buy me towels and a baker's rack and stemware.
Steph L. - Aug 13, 2006 9:14:43 am PDT #8371 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Not to interrupt the self-marriage (masturmarriage?) thing, but --
Bev, all my thoughts and prayers are with you and StE, and the rest of your family.
Connie Neil - Aug 13, 2006 9:27:53 am PDT #8372 of 10001
brillig
Blessings on StE and Bev and all who love them.
edit: I've seen many a birthwatch here. Y'all are even better to have around with all the other watches, too.
WindSparrow - Aug 13, 2006 9:47:33 am PDT #8373 of 10001
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.
Except for the pants, and that I'm drinking iced coffee in a glass, we ARE the same!
It's like those... what's the name... parallel universes, where the same person is just a little bit different.
I figure when I hit 40 and I"m not married, I'm registering at Target and throwing a "I gave all my married friends and co-workers a blender -- now it's my turn" Married to Myself party.
When I was in my 20s and watching all my college friends get married and have babies, I was way more jealous of all the prezzies than I was of the couplehood. I wanted to throw myself a "Looks like I'm gonna be single for a while" Shower. Never quite got up the nerve to do it.
Polter-Cow - Aug 13, 2006 9:49:47 am PDT #8374 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Oh, Bev. My best wishes. {{{{{Bev}}}}}
In other news, I'm kind of addicted to M.I.A. this week.
Deena - Aug 13, 2006 9:52:03 am PDT #8375 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
{{Bev}}
Zenkitty - Aug 13, 2006 9:52:03 am PDT #8376 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
{{Bev and family}} There are no words.
I have threatened my friends that when I hit 45, if I'm still single, I'm buying myself a house, throwing myself a Happy Spinster un-wedding shower and registering at Target. I want to reclaim the word "spinster" and make it sexy.