But I understand. You gave up everything you had to find me. And you found me broken. It's hard for you.

River ,'Safe'


Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.  

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.


Sheryl - Feb 25, 2007 6:34:06 am PST #3479 of 10001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

It is snowing like whoa here, and we have to go to the supermarket. Oh, joy.


Theodosia - Feb 25, 2007 6:46:36 am PST #3480 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Latest weather forecast for here is that the Giant Snowstorm o' Doom is supposed to be skirting New England mostly -- unless it changes its mind.

I find that I've mostly passed from the "Oh no, not again, when will this Winter ever leave us?" stage to the "If we can hold on just a leeetle bit more, we'll finally have Spring!" state of mind.


§ ita § - Feb 25, 2007 6:46:53 am PST #3481 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Clear thinking with your thesis work, Kat.

I really want to take my black belt test now. I'm done preparing. Not saying that I'm ready to pass. Just that I won't be significantly more ready in four weeks. So I want it now.


Liese S. - Feb 25, 2007 6:55:40 am PST #3482 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Okay, so I overslept. It looks like no church this morning and we'll be heading into the studio shortly. Or at least the SO will, while I finish prepping for the trip here.

I am grumpy about it, so I had chocolate chip cookies and Irish Afternoon tea for breakfast. It didn't make me feel better, but it did taste good. Now I have got to get going like whoah.

Oh yeah, and all the other dogs in the neighborhood are barking, but mine, who is usually so barky, nsm. I clearly lack an understanding of the importance of dog topics.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 25, 2007 7:04:35 am PST #3483 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

However, Josie at the Alembic is definitely still there and she's very cool and makes excellent drinks. The Alembic has an impressive selection of Scotch and Whiskey. And since they're an off-shoot of Magnolia Brewing (where I took Nora), they've got many fine beers there as well.

puts Alembic on the list

I'm supposed to be doing school work but I'm not. I'm telling myself I'm getting all the internet futzing done and out of the way first.

So relieved that Jesse made it through the night without being consumed by her bread dough!


Liese S. - Feb 25, 2007 7:08:42 am PST #3484 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Ha. Now she can consume her bread dough. So much better.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 25, 2007 7:19:07 am PST #3485 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

It is how nature intended things!


tommyrot - Feb 25, 2007 7:50:24 am PST #3486 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.

A comic that posits a possible scenario how Intelligent Design works: [link]

Makes sense to me....


sarameg - Feb 25, 2007 7:58:13 am PST #3487 of 10001

Jesse lives! And not encased in bread dough!

Kat, I hope your thesis work is coming along well without a cough.

OK, so I got up at 7:30 and shot the cat. Then I read the paper. Then I sat in bed listening to the radio. Around 9, I fell asleep.

I got up at noon (Hey, I didn't go to bed till 2 am) and it's been snowing. Enough to cover everything with a couple inches, at minumum. It's regular snow, not slurpee. That's supposed to come later. After another couplethree more inches. Joy.

So the question is, do I clear off the car today, knowing that ice is coming, or wait for the ice and have to deal with it before work tomorrow? Bleah. All signs point to THIS SUCKS.


tommyrot - Feb 25, 2007 8:03:48 am PST #3488 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.

From Susie Bright's blog:

How much would you bet that Reverend Ted Haggard falls off the wagon in the very near future?

I'm serious. I know he just got a big check to shut up and leave town, but you know what he likes to spend his money on! Tick-tock, gentlemen.

This guy has crusaded against gay people for years— including while he was going down on a hooker named Mike. He had President Bush's little pink ear while his community equated homosexuals with murderers and thieves. He told his wife he was going on spiritual writing retreats while he was getting laid in Boys Town, dreaming about twinkie-orgies and scoring meth. His sex worker couldn't take it anymore when the Good Reverend started campaigning against gay marriage for the Colorado state ballot, and came forward to spill the beans.

Don't feel sorry for Mr. Haggard's privacy. Ted has now accepted a large "undisclosed amount" from his church elders in exchange for signing a confidentiality agreement and leaving town, after taking a three-week "cure" that wouldn't get rid of a cough, let alone a lifelong sexual preference for men.

Yes, it's high time to announce: The Ted Haggard Betting Pool.

We don't believe Ted's commitment to the straight and narrow is going to last, and we're willing to put money on it.

All pool proceeds will be split 50/50 between the winner(s), and LYRIC, the "young, loud, and proud" San Francisco youth group dedicated building LGBTQQ community and inspiring social change.

It's fun! It's for charity!

[link]

eta: Um, since it's Susie Bright, some images are NSFW.