People is funny today. (Edited to include quester's stunned response.)
ita:
I share my bed with my Powerbook, a stuffed moose, and my cellphone.
I could be more single, but the body pillow keeps falling off onto the floor.
quester:
I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that ita sleeps with a moose.
Nattering
flea:
I thought God made Cindy for the long rambly paragraphs of run-on sentences that change their minds mid-clause.
Jen
in Bitches:
Re: misunderstandings of Shakespeare, whenever I see one of Shakespeare's sonnets used in a wedding ceremony or other happy occasion, I want to weep. Because, well, NOT happy stuff. He (and I'll leave it to the reader to decide if the narrator of the series is Shakespeare himself or a fictional person) was in love with a young man and wrote 126 beautiful, scathing, sarcastic, bitter sonnets about how badly the young man screwed him over. And then he and the young man both took up with the same woman, about whom the narrator wrote 28 even more scathing and bitter sonnets; he was only attracted to her because she was promiscuous, he really did think she was ugly, and oh, by the way, she gave him a venereal disease.
So yeah. If you want to talk about gut-wrenching unrequited love or ugly ladies of the night with a bad case of the clap at your wedding, Shakespeare's sonnets are for you! Otherwise, not so much.
DebetEsse:
Screw your ongoing plotlines. I don't love you. I don't even like you. You irritate me, and there's no upside. The sex isn't even that good. In the time I spend on you, I could watch a movie a week. Even in 2/3 of the movies I chose blew a lot, it would still be better than you. And, anyway, I think I've got a good thing going on a couple other nights. Seriously, it's not me. It's you.
Why do I get the feeling that's from the
Lost
thread?
Either that or
Jericho,
which I finally gave up tonight.
Hec in Bitches. Everything's funnier with babies!
New Baby Fun
JZ: I think she flurmed. I'll go change her. [overheard from down the hall] How can you be so cute? Let's just get you cleaned up. Hey! Don't do that! Why would you do a thing like that?! No! Bad baby!
Me: What happened.
JZ: She kicked her foot in the poop. Then she peed on my hand!
::ten minutes later::
Matilda: {FLURRRM}
JZ: You can change her this time.
Me: This is an opportunity for you to show...
JZ: I did fifteen freakin' diapers today, okay?
Me: I got her. [takes baby to changing table] Alright. Mommy doesn't know how to handle you. What we need here is a speed change. Ya gotta prep before hand, then ninja speed changing powers! I'll just unzip you....look at that. You did indeed flurm. Hey! Don't...Dammit.
JZ: What happened?
Me: She peed on my hand.
shrift waxes philosophical in Natter:
I want to live in a reality that has a liberal bias. I bet they still have civil rights there.