I got up at 6:45 to get over to the rink and practice this morning. I was told there was a Saturday practice time for figure skaters from 6-9. Guess what--no one there. Bleagh. I couldn't practice on Thursday, as I was stuck late at work every day this week. I want to skate, durnitall. Now I'm going to have to spend the time before I go to pilates class in cleaning or something yucky like that.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 46: The FIGHTIN' 46
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.
Scrappy - Sep 23, 2006 6:28:58 am PDT #9823 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
§ ita § - Sep 23, 2006 6:42:17 am PDT #9824 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, Kristin, I wouldn't worry about complaining about headaches while I'm around. Pain is pain.
Sadly (I think) paralysis hasn't really set in.
sumi - Sep 23, 2006 6:54:45 am PDT #9825 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
I'm reading through TWOP's thread on the pilot for Six Degrees and one of the posts mentions that it is Carlos' co-worker who ordered a martini at the bar at the end. If that was Sarah Vowell - -then perhaps we'll see more of her.
DebetEsse - Sep 23, 2006 7:01:39 am PDT #9826 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
I discovered a Mexican restaurant that makes Margaritas with so much Tequilla that I was pretty pissed after half of one, and, while I'm a relative lightweight, I've never encountered a drink I couldn't finish one of before.
Also, they (and the food) were yummy.
Today, I write. I write lots. And finish at least 1 paper.
The Walmart here had exactly 1 set of math flashcards. That one set was subtraction, and fairly badly set-up. I need flashcards, dammit. And a plastic 10-gallon aquarium.
And a pony.
In fact, ponies (or other items or intangibles of equal or lesser happiness-making or value) for everyone!
Lee - Sep 23, 2006 7:59:21 am PDT #9827 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I think my body went into shock because of the huge amount of sleep I got last night.
Oh well.
Pix - Sep 23, 2006 8:16:39 am PDT #9828 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
I made the mistake of stretching my neck as I rolled over this morning, and I heard an ominous snap, immediately followed by shooting pain. No botox needed! I froze my neck all by myself!
Only I could injure myself by rolling over in bed.
Pix - Sep 23, 2006 8:16:46 am PDT #9829 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Didn't need to be said twice.
sumi - Sep 23, 2006 8:25:11 am PDT #9830 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Yikes! Kristin - I hope your neck is unfrozen.
I just had a mega-shower and feel great. Very hot showers are so good when you're all stuffy.
Theodosia - Sep 23, 2006 8:27:57 am PDT #9831 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Mmmmm, shower. Perhaps I shall take one....
Pix - Sep 23, 2006 8:28:00 am PDT #9832 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Thanks sumi. Yep, hot shower and Advil are in my immediate future. Do you have a cold?