Allyson, yes I did! There has been further communication, and a promise of even more communication after the holidays. Yay!
Anya: We should drop a piano on her. It always works for that creepy cartoon rabbit when he's running from that nice man with the speech impediment. Giles: Yes, or perhaps we could paint a convincing fake tunnel on the side of a mountain.
'Touched'
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.
Atropa - Dec 21, 2006 11:48:35 am PST #7546 of 10007
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Allyson - Dec 21, 2006 11:57:03 am PST #7547 of 10007
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Oh good! I was worried, and now, am not!
Kat - Dec 21, 2006 11:57:15 am PST #7548 of 10007
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Jilli, I like vodka, but it's no gin. though that would be purty to drink.
Allyson, did you already start the chops? If not put a little bit of sugar on as a coating and start in a cold pan (according to Cook's Illustrated), heating it up. Then definitely use a meat thermometer to check it.
Allyson - Dec 21, 2006 11:58:27 am PST #7549 of 10007
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Already started!
Brown sugar or white?
tommyrot - Dec 21, 2006 11:58:58 am PST #7550 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.
Happy Cephalopodmas Everyone!!!
JZ - Dec 21, 2006 12:01:19 pm PST #7551 of 10007
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Man, UPS can totally suck my cock. I am so frigging tired of waiting all day for this damn package. Matilda and I had errands to run, dammit! Well, I had errands to run and she had errands to sleep through; instead, we've been waiting and she has been resolutely Not Napping, and all I've managed to accomplish today (four minutes ago) is make lunch. The damn package got to the distribution center in Oakland at 6 this morning and still isn't on its way out for delivery. I'm gonna end up leaving to pick Emmett up this evening and thus conveniently miss it completely. Grr.
§ ita § - Dec 21, 2006 12:01:32 pm PST #7552 of 10007
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Not that it's in time to save poor Jewish Allyson, but that CI tip about the cold pan rocks. Makes good chops juicy better.
Frustrated tagging. Not sure how to get all of Buena Vista Social Club to show under one album in the "grouped with artwork" view when sorted by album.
::sigh::
tommyrot - Dec 21, 2006 12:04:01 pm PST #7553 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.
The damn package got to the distribution center in Oakland at 6 this morning and still isn't on its way out for delivery.
Doesn't that mean it will go out for delivery tomorrow? Even when I receive UPS stuff late in the day, tracking still says it went out at 6:00 AM (or earlier) for delivery.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 21, 2006 12:04:45 pm PST #7554 of 10007
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
It was less than a year ago that I was hustling my boyfriend out of bed and out of my house because my parents showed up when I wasn't expecting them.
See, if the 80 mile drive and 2 flights of stairs didn't already suffice, I'd regard hiding the visiting guy's clothes so he has to wander out into the parents' view in his underwear (assuming he has any) as an excellent way to head off future unannounced parental visits.
And more absinthe, but that involves mail-order.
Would it be rude for me to inquire about your source? I'm almost to the end of the bottle I started in 2004, and suspect that the rest will fall victim to the craving for sazerac cocktails this conversation has spawned.
bon bon - Dec 21, 2006 12:05:37 pm PST #7555 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Goddamnit I just sent an email to 100 people and forgot to take off my read-receipt setting. I suck!