"I'm good. What's up?"
Heh. Sounds like a plan.
Of course, it's a measure of how bored I am that I'm actually responding to random e-mails from people I don't know.
It's just an object. It doesn't mean what you think.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
shrift - Mar 23, 2007 10:32:23 am PDT #8604 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Allyson - Mar 23, 2007 10:33:59 am PDT #8605 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
skipped!
Kristen and Tim got me a spa day for my bday, so I'm getting a facial, mani, pedi, brow shaping, and milk bath on Sunday morning. Teh Awesome.
sarameg - Mar 23, 2007 10:36:23 am PDT #8606 of 10001
I have to do the math to figure out how old I am. That's been true since I turned 21, I think. At some point I must've killed off the braincell that automatically keeps track.
Zenkitty - Mar 23, 2007 10:39:39 am PDT #8607 of 10001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
When I was 15, a guy once actually spit out his drink in surprise when I told him my age, because he'd thought I was college-age. Now people tend to think I'm about 10 years younger than I am, and I enjoy the hell out of telling them I'm 43.
Happy Birthday to Awesome Kathy!
libkitty - Mar 23, 2007 10:42:54 am PDT #8608 of 10001
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
When I was 15, a guy once actually spit out his drink in surprise when I told him my age, because he'd thought I was college-age.
Hee! This same thing happened to me.
Now, people generally think I'm younger than I am. I think it's because of my voice and weight. One of the very few positive things about being overweight is that it does tend to keep the wrinkles away.
Volans - Mar 23, 2007 10:45:39 am PDT #8609 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Happy Birthday Kathy!
I'm your birthday twin, but I haven't done anything nearly as awesome as your weightloss achievement.
It's apparently a popular birthday time; I just got back from a dinner, and at one point we discovered that all 8 of the people talking (Greeks, Brits, and USians) were born between March 5 and March 25.
lisah - Mar 23, 2007 10:49:11 am PDT #8610 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
I think people would not be so surprised at my age if I grew my grey out. It's totally taken over this past year. I like grey hair but I'm thinking my hair color now (black!) is my OTHaircolor. I think i'll keep doing this until i'm a way old lady.
Sean K - Mar 23, 2007 10:57:02 am PDT #8611 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
However, Sean, fucker that he is, stood in my kitchen the other day and commented: "You're getting quite a lot of salt and pepper in your hair, huh?"
Your maddening refusal to grow a gut like all decent men of your age is mitigated by your abundance of gray hair.
I merely follow the moral imperative that compels me to point this out to you.
§ ita § - Mar 23, 2007 10:57:53 am PDT #8612 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My sister's had the same face for a very long time. We have neither attic nor cellar, so I don't know where she keeps the portrait. At about 13 or 14 it froze. 20 years later, she looks about the same. For a very long time, new people would always peg her as the older sister. Even when I looked my age, she looked older. An undefinable older, but older.
Miracleman - Mar 23, 2007 10:59:34 am PDT #8613 of 10001
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020
Your maddening refusal to grow a gut like all decent men of your age is mitigated by your abundance of gray hair.
I merely follow the moral imperative that compels me to point this out to you.
Aww...that's kind of flattering.
Now jump up and down and jiggle that spare tire, boy! Do the Chunk Shuffle!