I'd like to have my eccentricities support me.
Oy, I wish I could too. Instead I have to rely on talents, and mostly not the fun ones.
Then again, there is a school of thought (which might be mine--shut up) that I have no eccentricities.
What should I do, then? Send her a gift? Sacrifice? … Unholy fruit basket?
Angel ,'Just Rewards (2)'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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§ ita § - May 07, 2007 10:28:34 am PDT #5911 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Lee - May 07, 2007 10:32:59 am PDT #5912 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Allyson, your book release party is going to be on a weekend, right?
Atropa - May 07, 2007 10:35:19 am PDT #5913 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Then again, there is a school of thought (which might be mine--shut up) that I have no eccentricities.
very obviously keeping quiet
Burrell - May 07, 2007 10:46:32 am PDT #5914 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Thank god I have no demonstrable talent.
So being the queen of slash isn't a demonstrable talent?
Then again it's not like I have any talents, not that it's ever stopped me from shamelessly singing in public. (Okay, maybe there have been a few moments of shame when I realized I was overheard.)
beekaytee - May 07, 2007 10:47:04 am PDT #5915 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
I'd like to have my eccentricities support me.
This may just be the first true articulation of my highest aspiration...above enlightenment, above peace on earth...I'm no proud.
But, seriously, if the great Cosmic Comedian saw fit to mold me in Auntie Mame's image, shouldn't I get that great apartment and that even greater wardrobe? How am I to fully realize my calling without them?
Won't this taint destiny and, therefore, throw the planet off its axis?
I mean. Really.
Jesse - May 07, 2007 10:47:20 am PDT #5916 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I don't quite know these people, so it would not be interpreted in a way that makes me comfortable.
Oh, you'd have to get someone they didn't know to call. From a payphone.
Allyson - May 07, 2007 10:51:19 am PDT #5917 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
I'm coming out to $5 a bag for 60 bags, which is pretty good.
Plain brown bags with a mouse sticker on each, with the wax fangs, a temp tattoo of the mouse, a pink flamingo lollipop, and a keyboard key in each bag.
I'm hoping for maybe 20 people to attend, but mentally preparing myself for like, 10.
I have no idea who to invite, and frankly, I think half my friends will blow it off, anyway. It's the way of it.
Lee - May 07, 2007 10:55:30 am PDT #5918 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have no idea who to invite, and frankly, I think half my friends will blow it off, anyway. It's the way of it.
Invite me, and G&J!
Allyson - May 07, 2007 11:00:25 am PDT #5919 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
Invitations you shall have!
Jesse - May 07, 2007 11:02:37 am PDT #5920 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Invite everyone you used to work with!