I have no memory of me wandering off as a child. I think I was pretty happy to stay where I was, as long as I had a book and a stuffed animal to talk to.
Jilli is me.
Except when I wear jeans.
Mal: Okay. She won't be winning any beauty contests anytime soon. But she is solid. Ship like this, be with ya 'til the day you die. Zoe: 'Cause it's a deathtrap.
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Steph L. - Jun 05, 2007 12:41:34 pm PDT #1459 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Connie Neil - Jun 05, 2007 12:44:43 pm PDT #1460 of 10001
brillig
Until my father was driving by in a military convoy, saw us, and STOPPED THE CONVOY to get out and yell at me. I'm still embarrassed.
I wonder if that ended up in the official report.
§ ita § - Jun 05, 2007 12:46:34 pm PDT #1461 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My time was divided between reading and playing house. I think problems arose when the caretaker thought I was doing one, but I had decided to go do the other. I would play house with anything, including rocks and pebbles, so there wasn't much way of predicting where I'd do it.
Laura - Jun 05, 2007 12:46:51 pm PDT #1462 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
My brother was far worse than I was about taking off. When he was 14 he hitchhiked to DC to protest the Vietnam War and came back home 4 days later reeking of tear gas. My poor mother.
eta: about 400 miles
juliana - Jun 05, 2007 12:52:08 pm PDT #1463 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
I grew up with a lot of woods surrounding our 4-acre lot and not much in the way of other children to play with. I'd often wander off in to the woods with a book and a juicebox and be gone for hours.
Of course, like as not I'd be in my playhouse, treehouse, or hammock, so Mom didn't have to freak out too many times.
Steph L. - Jun 05, 2007 12:57:11 pm PDT #1464 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I actually came home from work early today (~1 pm) because the pulled muscle is in the back of my thigh, and sitting on it was a tricksy proposition, and walking was embarrassingly painful.
I intended to work the rest of the afternoon -- even brought manuscripts home -- but I took a flexiril, ate some lunch, and food + muscle relaxant = snoozin' Tep.
I think I will actually be diligent, though, and get some of the work done now, as I'm propped up on my bed in a sitting-with-my-legs-out-straight position, with an ice pack under my leg.
Yoga. Sheesh! Namaste, motherfucker.
Atropa - Jun 05, 2007 1:01:05 pm PDT #1465 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
t shallow
Hmmph. Apparently Guess made the style of handbag I'm looking for. With a giant, appalling G -logo thing on the front. I suppose, since I would be epoxying a pink skull & crossbones cameo to the front of the handbag anyway, the giant appalling G isn't that big a deal. But still. Guess.
t / shallow
Atropa - Jun 05, 2007 1:11:23 pm PDT #1466 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Wow, I killed the thread wurbling about handbags. Huh. Anyway, I think I like this one better than the Guess one: [link]
Teppy, I hope you have as pain-free a night as possible.
Laura - Jun 05, 2007 1:18:35 pm PDT #1467 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Poor Teppy. Ouch! pours a bit of 151 rum through the interwebs
Laura - Jun 05, 2007 1:19:39 pm PDT #1468 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I like the 2nd one better than the Guess one, Jilli.