Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial  

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.


sarameg - Dec 15, 2006 10:53:35 am PST #6499 of 10007

Nails, hairdye, deep clean apartment, launder, grocery shop, drive all over creation christmas shopping, mailing after I've done the shopping, another box to goodwill after I fill the box from the deep cleaning, straighten out minor bank stuff, straighten out lease stuff (shit, I need to remember that.)


Nora Deirdre - Dec 15, 2006 10:55:39 am PST #6500 of 10007
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

bon bon, about $15, but I'll bet the fumes in a salon would trigger a migraine something awful.

I read it as bon commenting that the other teacher should go to a professional instead of having ita do her nails for her.


tommyrot - Dec 15, 2006 10:56:16 am PST #6501 of 10007
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

car crashes into mall, drives through, falls down escalator

YouTube video.


askye - Dec 15, 2006 10:56:17 am PST #6502 of 10007
Thrive to spite them

Tomorrow I'm going to paricipate in a Habitat for Humanity build, although it looks like from the list is mostly painting, which is fine I'm good at that. It's with work so it will be interesting to interact with some people outside work. Then Sunday I'm going to a friend's birthday lunch.


brenda m - Dec 15, 2006 10:57:16 am PST #6503 of 10007
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Most actual grocery stores would have it, Jessica. Near the baking stuff, usually.


shrift - Dec 15, 2006 10:58:49 am PST #6504 of 10007
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

So what are people doing this weekend?

Writing and editing, punctuated by beer runs and desperate attempts to get some shopping done for Christmas presents.


Aims - Dec 15, 2006 10:59:34 am PST #6505 of 10007
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I read it as bon commenting that the other teacher should go to a professional instead of having ita do her nails for her.

thinks about it....

Ooooooh! I thought she was telling ita to get a manicure.

I blame ... I blame ...

I blame myself for being twit today. Sorry! I'l just shut up now.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 15, 2006 11:01:22 am PST #6506 of 10007
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I'l just shut up now.

This is a terrible idea! The world needs more Aimee!


§ ita § - Dec 15, 2006 11:03:40 am PST #6507 of 10007
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

They have professionals for this, you know. How much is a manicure in your area?

Dude, are you trying to mess with what little girl bonding I do at krav? (Last week was me introducing them to the Nike real women ads, so this weekend could stand a little more femme)

Aimée's right about the fumes. I have to clean my own nails really quickly. As for me telling the chick "No, go to a manicurist." I can only wonder if "normal" women find them as intimidating as I did the first few times. And after the first few times I stopped going, because it just wasn't feeling less weird.


bon bon - Dec 15, 2006 11:04:42 am PST #6508 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Manicures here are super-cheap and so I thought it was odd to ask someone else to do it, is all. ETA: yeah, I guess it's different here? It's like an assembly line, you're in, you're out.

Re Survivor, the jury still leads to possible 3-3-3 or 4-4-1. Some people have speculated there will be a way for people to kick votes off the jury.