My heart expands / 'tis grown a bulge in't / inspired by / your beauty effulgent.

William ,'Conversations with Dead People'


The Crying of Natter 49  

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.


Kat - Jan 08, 2007 4:42:44 am PST #916 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

HA! Any dream where you get upset about both Starbucks and Flickr is funny to me.

The big clothing sort is happening still. Good bye Skinny Clothes, I barely knew ya.


sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 4:47:01 am PST #917 of 10001

I have no idea how Starbucks worked its way in there. Maybe viral marketing or something.


Kat - Jan 08, 2007 4:56:12 am PST #918 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Dude, viral marketing dreams seems really evil. Just up Starbucks's alley. And I like Starbucks, don't get me wrong.

I'm so resistant to finishing this whole sorting project.


Jesse - Jan 08, 2007 4:56:45 am PST #919 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I think what I need is one of those light alarm thingies. Because even with the alarm going off, my body just does not believe that it's supposed to get up while it's pitch dark outside.


sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 4:58:44 am PST #920 of 10001

I'm so resistant to finishing this whole sorting project.

Wrap (or use pretty boxes) up the stuff going away for another day so that you can pretend they are presents for your future self!

OK, that sounded less lame in my head. It's still too early.


Kat - Jan 08, 2007 5:01:28 am PST #921 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

No. It's not lame. It's more like, "Good-bye skinny clothes! I hope to fit in your size 4-ness again one day. Maybe this time next year? Except you are all spring and summer weight, so maybe in spring 2008."

Then I get panicky and depressed as I pull on a pair of drawstring pants and a fuzzy almost terry-cloth like pullover.


Kat - Jan 08, 2007 5:02:09 am PST #922 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Jesse, I totally need one of those too. And more heat.

Except rumor has it that it is supposed to be 84 degrees today. WTF?


tommyrot - Jan 08, 2007 5:03:14 am PST #923 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Monday.

Monday.

Monday Monday Monday Monday Monday....

Nope, the word still retains its meaning.


tommyrot - Jan 08, 2007 5:04:00 am PST #924 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Except rumor has it that it is supposed to be 84 degrees today. WTF?

Your side of the Earth is too close to the sun....


bon bon - Jan 08, 2007 5:07:56 am PST #925 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

This morning I got a little freaked out that there was a slight gas smell in the apartment. Then I noticed that it was stronger near the window. Asked Bob to open the window and take a sniff. He reported, "Oh my god, it smells like if you had a friend made of gas, and you invited him over and he cut one." Another sniff out the window. "It's like the whole city farted at once!"

Gas-like odor permeates Manhattan.