You can't open the book of my life and jump in the middle. Like woman, I'm a mystery.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?  

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.


Stephanie - Jun 12, 2007 3:43:52 pm PDT #2754 of 10001
Trust my rage

Now he keeps saying auntie Allyson pees on the floor. (sorry)

This story got big laughs here, I suppose because we can all picture Ellie doing the same thing. Thankfully, she's a bit hard to understand though, so probably no one would get what she was saying.


Allyson - Jun 12, 2007 3:46:02 pm PDT #2755 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

At what point at your book party do you think he's going to bring this up?

I think he'll wait until some old flame arrives, and then happily screech the news.


Lee - Jun 12, 2007 3:46:51 pm PDT #2756 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

happily screech the news.

Hopefully without visual aids.


-t - Jun 12, 2007 4:11:42 pm PDT #2757 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

From Does Your Human Need a Date, Too?

She knows how to fetch and she never pees on the floor.


brenda m - Jun 12, 2007 4:18:21 pm PDT #2758 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

Well, I guess Allyson's right out.


sarameg - Jun 12, 2007 4:33:06 pm PDT #2759 of 10001

God, I love nephews. So much fun.


Steph L. - Jun 12, 2007 4:51:11 pm PDT #2760 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Let us frolic in my totally dope blanket fort.

This is -- and I mean this in the best and most affectionate possible way -- the most McSweeney'sesque thing I have ever seen outside of an actual issue of McSweeney's.

If I didn't already have a Boy of my very own, with whom I am crazily madly topsy-turvily sweetly geekily in love, then I would be pining for blanket-fort guy.

Though, really, if I asked, The Boy would undoubtedly build a blanket fort. (It would just take him a week to do it, because he'd check building code first, and then figure out how to rig up running water in the fort, etc.)

And we do plenty of geeky things already. Like making Mobius strips (in bed). (That's so NOT a euphemism. We cut Mobius strips out of paper and then discussed how awesome they are, in terms of being spatial anomalies.) (Yes, we know they aren't REALLY spatial anomalies. It's just fun to say. Try it!)

(And did I mention that he made me a metal Mobius strip? Which I adore beyond all reason and would probably rescue before my laptop in the event of a fire?)

t /likes carrots


JZ - Jun 12, 2007 5:06:15 pm PDT #2761 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

And did I mention that he made me a metal Mobius strip?

I don't think you ever did, actually. If I weren't already a Tep/Boy shipper (his acts of love on Easter really sealed the deal), the metal Mobius strip would have just made me gone daddy gone. Bless his geekly heart and soul!


Jesse - Jun 12, 2007 5:19:19 pm PDT #2762 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

If I didn't already have a Boy of my very own, with whom I am crazily madly topsy-turvily sweetly geekily in love, then I would be pining for blanket-fort guy.

Aw! I was just talking with another single friend about a married friend of ours, who seems to have Marriage Trouble, that we'd rather be single, so I'm always glad to hear about the topsy-turvy.


tommyrot - Jun 12, 2007 5:48:31 pm PDT #2763 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.

Hi y'all.

Fred, sorry about Teddy.

ION, today I had my final Dr. visit for the eye study thing. Lots of exam, pictures, measuring of retinal swelling with a laser, injection of pink dye into a vein, etc. The upshot is the swelling is way-down, but there is still some swelling and some scaring, so while I'm no longer legally blind in that eye, the vision still is not the greatest. I think it's about 20/200, but I might be misremembering.

So now that the study part is over, we had to decide on what other treatment options to use, depending on how aggressive we want to treat it and everything. So we started out with laser treatment (a different laser from the laser diagnostic thing) which entailed burning hundreds of tiny holes in the retina to try to further reduce the swelling. Some of them kinda' hurt. Plus I've discovered that having bright light and lasers shot into my eye while I try to not move my eyes is anxiety-producing. Part of it is anxiety that I'll have anxiety, which leads to anxiety, which leads to making it harder to sit still and not move my eyes. The Dr. told me it would take about 20 minutes, which led me to thinking, "Is it 20 minutes yet? I hope he wasn't understating how long it would take, because more than 20 minutes would suck. Gee, it'll be great to go home and nap. I just have to wait for them to finish lasering my eye. When the 20 minutes are up."

Anyway, I ended up being at the clinic for 6 1/2 hours. Then I went home (cursing the sun, because bright = bad), and there was gumi bears and napping. But the ice cream I bought turned out to have been thawed and refrozen at some point, ruining the texture. Bastards!

Anyway, I go back in 4-6 weeks to see how effective the lasering was.