Blackberries are like my favorite fruit-- I should look for this.
Everything looks good from here... Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land.' I think we should call it 'your grave!' Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven!
Wash ,'Serenity'
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.
bon bon - Jun 16, 2007 5:51:02 pm PDT #3402 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Kat - Jun 16, 2007 5:51:02 pm PDT #3403 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I miss Duartes.
Kat - Jun 16, 2007 5:52:01 pm PDT #3404 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
bon, I had never had one before I moved to California. There's a whole world of berrygoodness on the west coast that I had never experienced.
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:32:52 pm PDT #3405 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
too quiet need distraction
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:34:11 pm PDT #3406 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Errm. Stinging nettles several hours later sting weirdly in a way I can see as possibly being not entirely unpleasant had it been intentionally inflicted?
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:35:26 pm PDT #3407 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
hmm.
How did you come to find this out?
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:36:17 pm PDT #3408 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I accidentally ran into some while trying to de-bramble parts of the Yard of Reason this afternoon.
I thought I was well clear, but some of the nettles there are, in fact, taller than I am.
Lee - Jun 16, 2007 8:37:54 pm PDT #3409 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ouch.
Or maybe not so ouch, now.
P.M. Marc - Jun 16, 2007 8:42:06 pm PDT #3410 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I can't tell if the curious burn is from the scratches or from the nettles.
I did a number on my arms, but I did fill most of a small truck bed with blackberry vines.
DebetEsse - Jun 16, 2007 8:42:16 pm PDT #3411 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
It does not seem fair that doing productive things, like gardening and cleaning, usually lead to physical discomfort.
Things I am not doing:
- packing
- cleaning
- doing recon on schools
- researching things that will only upset me
I think I will research how to get wax off stone.