The code seems to be going up and down. Hmm. I clicked on it again and then refreshed and got through.
We can come by between classes. Usually I use that time to copy over my class notes with a system of different colored pens. But it's been pointed out to me that that's, you know...insane.
Willow ,'Showtime'
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.
§ ita § - Jun 21, 2007 3:18:18 pm PDT #4283 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
bon bon - Jun 21, 2007 3:19:19 pm PDT #4284 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I said "largely concluded." Thanks for thinking for me, guys!
amych - Jun 21, 2007 3:21:02 pm PDT #4285 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
My maternal grandfather had us all call him "Gaffer" because he didn't like the usual grandpa/granddad/pop options. He was indeed wordy.
Lee - Jun 21, 2007 3:24:04 pm PDT #4286 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You asked her/him to use a book?! No wonder s/he was confused.
I didn't even tell her it was also on Westlaw, just because I'm mean like that.
Sean K - Jun 21, 2007 3:28:19 pm PDT #4287 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
My maternal grandfather had us all call him "Gaffer" because he didn't like the usual grandpa/granddad/pop options. He was indeed wordy.
My point of reference for my above insertions is actually from Tolkien scholarship. Tolkien's use of the term Gaffer for Sam's uncle (I think) was very specifically meant to conjure the image of a chatty/gossipy old fart, through the etymology of the word itself. Tolkien was never one to choose a word casually. I defer to the Professor.
Pix - Jun 21, 2007 3:31:17 pm PDT #4288 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.
"Gaffer" is actually an Elizabethan word meaning, loosely, "grandfatherly peasant."
Sean K - Jun 21, 2007 3:34:06 pm PDT #4289 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
"Gaffer" is actually an Elizabethan word meaning, loosely, "grandfatherly peasant."
I suddenly find myself thinking Elizabethan peasant grandfathers were probably quite the chatty bunch.
Cass - Jun 21, 2007 3:34:28 pm PDT #4290 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
So, something just popped up on my iPod.
The song title is in kanji, so I don't know what it actually says. The band is BUMP OF CHIKEN (typo included) and it's off their Greatest Hits cd.
None of this prepared me for song to sound *exactly* like Guns & Roses, Sweet Child 'O Mine...
It's my only BUMP OF CHICKEN. How will I ever know the joy of BUMP OF CHICKEN now? And who can I blame for this?
sarameg - Jun 21, 2007 4:05:10 pm PDT #4291 of 10001
I remember that quote! In college, the snack bar sold bottled juices that had various quotes printed under the lid, and that was one of them. The other I recall is "I prefer a comfortable vice to a virtue that bores."
I miss french. I'm pretty much reduced to being able to pronounce it semicorrectly and maybe understand 60%. Can't speak it spontaneously anymore. Makes me sad.
No tutoring tonight, they aren't home. Which is ok with me. I'm happy to do it 2-3 nights a week, but every night is a bit much. I do want to find her a good exercise book, though. Some stuff she just needs to practice a lot and the book we are using only had about 9 problems per concept. Which is really not enough.
Um, when did I become this person?
sarameg - Jun 21, 2007 4:36:29 pm PDT #4292 of 10001
When mom was pregnant with me, she was involved in the LWV. A friend she met there, Barb, was a month further along, and once we were born, the joined La Leche together and then formed an informal playgroup with one of the other moms involved in both. All of them went on to have sons within months of each other. They talked parenthood and career plans and the ERA.
Some of the earliest pictures of me include Kim. We were Piglet and Peachfuzz, named such by our dads. Funny I remember her nickname.
They moved away when I was in 3rd or fourth grade and there were the occasional xmas letter, but it just sort of drifted.
Last xmas Barb got back in touch and they caught up via email . A few weeks ago, Kim had her first kid, their first grandchild. Mom just sent me the picture. She still looks like Kim!
And Barb wrote to talk about grandparenthood, on Kim's birthday.
It's this whole circle thing and it is kind of awesome.