Cat-stacking most addictive thing EVER
I am not...I am not the damsel in distress. I am not some case. I have to work this. I've lived in a cave for 5 years in a world where they killed my kind like cattle. I am not going to be cut down by some monster flu. I am better than that. What a wonder...how very scared I am.
Fred ,'A Hole in the World'
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.
Aims - Aug 17, 2006 2:09:24 pm PDT #9189 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
JZ - Aug 17, 2006 2:48:56 pm PDT #9190 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
{{{P-C}}} Cindy is being super-wise, so I'm'a just point at her posts and nod.
Aimée, you want I should let you know the next time I hear about Cat-Stacking Guy and his friends doing an improv show? I know he lives...uh...somewhere LA-ish. He not only stacks cats, but he's one sick snarky painfully funny little bastard. You and Joe would probably like him much. Or possibly want to hit him with sticks. It's hard to say.
All the lovely books! All the love from vw and sj with bonus love from Victor and Thessaly! Thank you so, so much! It made me all teary in the very best way (though still slightly damp).
SailAweigh - Aug 17, 2006 3:12:17 pm PDT #9191 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
{{P-C}} Wish I had some good advice, but I don't. I still got lots of {{{}}} for you, though.
IObizarreN, I came home today and had to park on the street outside my condo complex. The whole road was lined with fire trucks and the driveway to the parking lot was blocked by a police car with more fire trucks inside it. No one stopped me from walking to my condo. It looked like the row of garages that serves 3-4 of the buildings (including mine) had burned about halfway from one end to the middle. Kinda glad I never bought one of the garages, now. Ack.
Topic!Cindy - Aug 17, 2006 3:23:44 pm PDT #9192 of 10001
What is even happening?
Sheeesh, Sail. You're so hot, you're a fire magnet. I'm glad you and your car weren't involved.
FOB-y
Friends of Bill?
Fat Old Brahmin?
Furries, Oz and Buffy?
Familiar Orchid Balls?
Freaky On Binaca?
False Orange Butts?
Flipping Or Bradycardic?
Femurs On Breasts?
Cat-stacking most addictive thing EVERIt truly is. I can get up around 1.6 million points now, which is kind of scary.
Wait
Fred Or Barney?
Flakes Of Branze?
meara - Aug 17, 2006 4:14:35 pm PDT #9193 of 10001
I think FOB=fresh off the boat?
Topic!Cindy - Aug 17, 2006 4:34:54 pm PDT #9194 of 10001
What is even happening?
Ah, meara, you're so smart. Of course. I knew it was something sensible, but it wouldn't come to me.
SuziQ - Aug 17, 2006 4:56:39 pm PDT #9195 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Ahhhhhhhhhh. Home from my deep tissue massage. Shoulder is in big pain, but it is the good kind of pain now. Hot bath is next. I bought a Lavendar bath bomb to complete the process.
DavidS - Aug 17, 2006 5:40:47 pm PDT #9196 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I think FOB=fresh off the boat?
Yep. Recent immigrant. Usually a designation between an already in place immigrant population and newcomers. The playwright who wrote M. Butterfly wrote a play with that title.
WindSparrow - Aug 17, 2006 5:42:43 pm PDT #9197 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.
Yay for feeling some better, Suzie.
Also, it's not fun to listen to your mom cry and not be able to say anything that would make her stop
P-C, most of the time I was growing up, I felt it was my filial duty to keep my mom from crying. She went through peri-menopause when I was in junior high schoo, and I felt like I had a teenaged daughter. By the time I was 17, I was mostly comforting her and working to stop her tears - no longer out of a sense of compassion and love but to get her to Shut. The. Fuck. Up.
It took me several years past this stage to learn that I can't fix her: We cannot fix anyone but ourselves. I wish I had a decent suggestion for you on how to navigate these tricky waters you find yourself in, but I do have this: I'm on your side. I believe in you, and I hope so much for you to find peace and joy in your life.
SuziQ - Aug 17, 2006 5:57:06 pm PDT #9198 of 10001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Bugger. No hot bath for me tonight. Despite asking DH not to run the dishwasher until I was done, he started it without checking with me. So bye-bye hot water.
I'm more upset about this than I should be.