What are people doing this weekend?
Going away party tonight, selling fridge and finishing up packing tomorrow, Disneyland on Sunday.
Lorne: Take care of yourself and ah, make sure fluffy is getting enough love. Gunn: Did he have anything? Fred: No. And who's fluffy? Are you fluffy? Gunn: He called me fluffy? Fred: He said make sure…wait. You don't think he was referring to anything of mine that's fluffy, do you? Because that would just be inappropriate.
'Conviction (1)'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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.
Aims - Apr 27, 2007 4:22:23 pm PDT #4679 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
§ ita § - Apr 27, 2007 4:24:01 pm PDT #4680 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Scary Russian ladies! It's the only way to be sure.
Went to anntaylorloft.com (I so should be sleeping) to buy the stuff again and apply the coupon.
MotherFUCKER.
Sale! What cost me $147 in the store last week cost me less than $90 before tax. And then the discount of $13.50. And shipping's free.
I'm kinda pissed, honestly, because I never think to check web prices for stuff like that.
But this time it worked out!
(I wonder if the coupon will still work in person...but I have no intention of buying >$75 of clothes in the next month).
Aims - Apr 27, 2007 4:34:42 pm PDT #4681 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
ita, insent.
sarameg - Apr 27, 2007 4:35:23 pm PDT #4682 of 10001
Scary Russian ladies! It's the only way to be sure.
I think they'll make me cry and freak me out. And then spend a lot of money. I mean, they are only a couple miles up the road, but I've read articles about them and they are merciless. I'm not sure I'm up to bra shopping that makes me cry with more than frustration. And the freak out? Well, I really don't like mammos and this is not far from that.
I also should hit ATL but the body hate is too high.
brenda m - Apr 27, 2007 4:35:27 pm PDT #4683 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I finally went and did the Nordstroms bra fitting thing a couple of weeks ago. Man oh man. I was there for like an hour and spent too much money. Now I just have to resist the urge to get rid of every bra I own and buy more more more.
Scrappy - Apr 27, 2007 4:37:02 pm PDT #4684 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I just got back from the mall and it was not pleasant. Do NOT spend time trying on clothes after six weeks of enforced non-exercise and lots of comfort food. I am a doughy hideous mutant lump. I have onl,y gained back 8 lbs of the 30 I lost, but I have no muscles anywhere on my body anymore.
Aims - Apr 27, 2007 4:38:09 pm PDT #4685 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I am a doughy hideous mutant lump.
For all definitions of doughy hideous mutant lump that mean "Hotter than all get out at an all get out convention full of hott."
aurelia - Apr 27, 2007 4:38:45 pm PDT #4686 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
This is sad. [link]
I should probably spend most of the weekend organizing and cleaning my apartment. Some of that may happen. Tomorrow will involve outdoor time and and an evening in a smoky bar listening to a friend's band.
§ ita § - Apr 27, 2007 4:38:56 pm PDT #4687 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Received and reflung.
I like my bras that fit so much that I did, bit by bit, turf all the other ones and replace them with the pricier well-fitting ones. As budget allowed.
Bugger.
Stayed up too long, damned facebook and my need to create a krav group. Must go to bed before movie. Fuck the vacuuming.
§ ita § - Apr 27, 2007 4:40:34 pm PDT #4688 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
*I* just found out that one of my cousins thought I was fat when she saw me a few months ago.
This is royally weird.
I mean, not that I think I am, but that I could be perceived as such. Still, I'm one or two dress sizes than the heaviest she's ever seen me (which really isn't that heavy). So there's a definite delta.
FUCK. Still not sleeping. I suck.