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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.
You know you don't have to clean on my account.
I am not going to bother mopping the floors, but I am still cleaning the bathroom. I'm afraid I must insist.
And if I have time, I will make cupcakes, if only so I can, uh, taste-test a few of them tonight.
Plus, all new competences! Like feeding a human with your bosom!
Like feeding a human with your bosom!
It's very cost effective. Plus also the contented after bonding.
That's the stuff that really matters, the loss of competence that I feel deeply.
It comes back. It really, really does.
Absolutely! It does.
And remember that most of the crap you worry about doesn't happen.
Truer words were never typed.
Oh god, I need to do some cleaning, too. My parents are coming to town on Saturday, and, while they aren't staying with me, they always manage to spend some time in my apartment when they're here.
Like feeding a human with your bosom!
It's very cost effective. Plus also the contented after bonding.
You have looked exceptionally contented lately, David...
Like feeding a human with your bosom!
It's very cost effective. Plus also the contented after bonding.Right, and X months from now, Jessica, Kat and lori, and Kalshane will all be talking about their infants, and you'll realize all the other new competences you've developed, too. And like Plei says, it really does come back and then some, really.
Hey, shrift, where are you reading about Chicago gangs?
I started out reading Twenty-First Century V.O.T.E. by Greg Donaldson, which is about the 1994 election campaign of Gator Bradley, a Gangster Disciple who ran for Alderman:
This is The Hole, six 16 story red brick buildings at the north end of the Robert Taylor Housing project on the South Side of Chicago. The structures loom straight and stark. High above, shadowy figures drift behind cyclone fence mesh that drapes the open air walkways. At the foot of the buildings lies a nightmare landscape, rusted green garbage compactors, a ruined playground. Gang land.
Right, and X months from now, Jessica, Kat and lori, and Kalshane will all be talking about their infants
I can't wait until the next batch hatches! It's very exciting.
FWIW, JZ, I think I'm actually a much better writer now, even if it was almost a year before I really started being able to write again. Not as fast (not as much time), but a lot more focused, and more... hmm. Grounded, perhaps. Adding a nice bit of earthy to my prose, toning the purple down to a muted plum or some such.