Excuse me? Who gave you permission to exist?

Cordelia ,'Beneath You'


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.


Miracleman - Dec 15, 2006 6:52:02 pm PST #6576 of 10007
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

WTF was her sister thinking!?

"If I outlive her, I get Grandma's silver!"


Connie Neil - Dec 15, 2006 7:04:00 pm PST #6577 of 10007
brillig

"If I outlive her, I get Grandma's silver!"

Snerk.

I was thinking, "I may never have to share the bathroom again!'


bon bon - Dec 15, 2006 7:07:53 pm PST #6578 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Oh, you guys, I went to the worst party tonight...


Miracleman - Dec 15, 2006 7:10:41 pm PST #6579 of 10007
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Oh, you guys, I went to the worst party tonight...

Did they kill a caterer just to watch him die?

Wait, that wouldn't make it the worst party, that would be hi-larious.

Did they kill good conversation just to watch it die?


Lee - Dec 15, 2006 7:12:01 pm PST #6580 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

How so, bon bon?

(or, what MM said)


DavidS - Dec 15, 2006 7:27:09 pm PST #6581 of 10007
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Trying to figure out how to worstify a party.

If horrible things happened and they didn't involve people you knew, that would probably be entertaining.

So I'm guessing it was boring andd the food was bad.


aurelia - Dec 15, 2006 7:33:27 pm PST #6582 of 10007
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Was Carrot Top there?


Jesse - Dec 15, 2006 7:35:06 pm PST #6583 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh, you guys, I went to the worst party tonight...

Full of nerds and book people?

I know I'm really getting into character when I pronounce "Jake" as "Ha-keh." Dude. She meant Gyllenhaal.

Dude. At lunch today, I introduced myself as "yay-see." En Spanglish. I wasn't even speaking Spanish! And yet? Der.


Kathy A - Dec 15, 2006 10:17:27 pm PST #6584 of 10007
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I hate my computer. It's old, it's cranky, and it takes me two hours to put together a Christmas mix CD (when the CD Creator asked for the next disc, it would reject said disc at least five times before recognizing that, yes, there was the proper disc in the player and it could proceed to read the damn thing). I'm tired, but have to go downstairs and start my laundry (if I wait until the morning, I'll never get it done before I have to start my morning Christmas shopping. Blah.

At least I get to listen to the CD to make sure it works before I give it away tomorrow. I like the blend of music on this disc--Bette Midler singing White Christmas, The Weavers singing a Shalom/Peace on Earth medley followed by a spiritual, then everything from Simon & Garfunkel to the Brian Setzer Orchestra and Mediaeval Baebes to John Denver and the Muppets.


§ ita § - Dec 15, 2006 10:21:16 pm PST #6585 of 10007
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I introduced myself as "yay-see." En Spanglish. I wasn't even speaking Spanish! And yet? Der.

I always pronounce my name the Spanish way. I wish some more Americans would give that a shot.

I went to 4 hours of black belt training still bearing the migraine that wouldn't die (it's been since Wednesday). Required me to stand outside the room and look dazed a lot. Hopefully anything I learnt went straight into my subconscious and not into the dustbin.

Have Jamaican folk music stuck in my head. Where did I put that t pre tag? Ah. Found it.

Dis long time gyal me neva see you,
Come mek we wheel an tun.
Dis long time gyal me neva see you,
Come mek we wheel an tun.

Peel head johncrow sit pon de tree top, Pick off de blossom. Mek we wheel an tun gyal, Come mek we wheel an tun.

And there you have it. You'll have to just imagine my abbreviated gyrations.

Also, I hate doctors who have not yet authorised a refill on the prescription I called in on Wednesday, and insurance companies that pretend I'm not insured, despite having taken my money.

And I hate having a cold.

Now I'm going to make myself insensible with pharmaceuticals.