'Bushwhacked'
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Philosophy in Bitches:
billytea:I may be odd in that I find the 'free will is an illusion' position to be endlessly fascinating. I just sit there and do weird things like cluck like a chicken, and think to myself, "Imagine if that was predetermined by my particular neural state, and it only felt like a choice!" And then I cluck some more, because I'm pleased with myself.
Anne W.: I think double-spacing is actually standard for papers, vw. At least it was when I was in college and had to keep an eye out for pleisiosaur attacks on the way to class.
DavidS in Music, who the hell needs context?
Well, as much fun as you can have without fisting references.
In Bitches:
SailAweigh: I refuse to look the money hamster in the eye this month. I've bolted his little fucking squeaky wheel in one position, let him run all he wants.
Natter learning math:
Emily: I do homework on things that were proved impossible 500 years ago!
No one's COMMed this yet? From Natter, talking about doctor's appointments:
sarameg: All the stuff I ever fill out seems to revolve around "what are your vices that are going to kill you dead" and "what killed your relatives dead" and "are you knocked up? Are you sure? ARE YOU REALLY SURE!!?! No kidding!??!" and "how many time you been cut open?"
Ginger: The really annoying part about the repeated "are you knocked up" questions is that you can check off things like types of birth control, but there's not a check box for "Is there a star in the East?"
Ginger's on a roll:
I am not a religious person, but I'm certainly not offended by Christmas cards. I'll take good wishes in whatever form someone wants to offer them. There are few enough good wishes in the world. If they started to make Christmas cards that said, "Merry Christmas! If you're not a Christian, you're going to spend eternity in the fires of hell," I'd feel differently.
Emily in Bitches:
I'm particularly amused by the "call it a Christmas tree!" business. I must have blocked the part where the baby Jesus sucked on a pine cone and turned it to gold as a parable on nursing.
Zenkitty: I think I'd prefer he burned down my house after he killed me. Then my mother would never have to know about the porn.
My worlds are colliding in Bitches:
AmyLiz:
Also, it's not easy to write flap copy for a book on female sexual submission at nine o'clock in the morning. That is all.
Teppy:
I could do it.
AmyLiz:
Even with Sesame Street on? I kept wanting to write: B is for Bondage, and F is for Fetish... And the number of the day is three! One, two, three submissives, ah ah ah...
Yours probably would have been better than mine, too.
Teppy:
Absolutely! "This episode was brought to you by the letters S and M...."