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.
Mal: Well said. Wasn't that well said, Zoe? Zoe: Had a kind poetry to it, sir.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 4:58:44 am PST #920 of 10001
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.
sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 5:08:53 am PST #926 of 10001
I think what I need is one of those light alarm thingies
I need the rest of the world to conform to my sleep cycle.
Jessica - Jan 08, 2007 5:09:12 am PST #927 of 10001
If I want to become a cloud of bats, does each bat need a separate vaccination?
So, apparently the fact that I've been smelling gas and feeling nauseous is not related to my being pregnant. Eep!
[gassy xpost]
tommyrot - Jan 08, 2007 5:09:21 am PST #928 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.
"It's like the whole city farted at once!"
No one light a match!
sarameg - Jan 08, 2007 5:11:00 am PST #929 of 10001
Jeez, y'all and your mysterious smells. I think the syrup one was less alarming.