Happy Birthday, Ms. Steph!!
Look, you got a little stabbed the other day. That's bound to make anyone a mite ornery.
Mal ,'Ariel'
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.
Kathy A - Jun 23, 2007 12:36:42 pm PDT #4505 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
msbelle - Jun 23, 2007 12:44:27 pm PDT #4506 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Lee? you here? hop on IM?
§ ita § - Jun 23, 2007 12:45:07 pm PDT #4507 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am eschewing a sex toy and lingerie party tonight in favour of lying around. I'm both irritated and relieved. I mean, I'd enjoy the party, with enough energy. Without it, it'd be a horror.
Msbelle, sorry to hear Mac's being a bit of a brat. Remember his cuteness. It'll come back.
Frankenbuddha - Jun 23, 2007 12:50:36 pm PDT #4508 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
msbelle - Jun 23, 2007 12:57:11 pm PDT #4509 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Yeah, I'm not really surprised or all that bothered by him (ok, yes bothered), it just wears me down.
Now that we are home (which is what he wanted all along) he wants me to play with him non-stop.
I am taking a break.
Scrappy - Jun 23, 2007 1:05:15 pm PDT #4510 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Happy Birthday to Teppy--a terrific and witty writer, who is a charming, smart and interesting poster and a fabulous human being!
Frankenbuddha - Jun 23, 2007 1:13:34 pm PDT #4511 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
HOLY CRAP! My first seriously personally creepy on-line experience. Someone at LJ has the user name Frankenbuddha. Um. (I googled my user name because I was in that weird kind of mood).
Lee - Jun 23, 2007 1:26:52 pm PDT #4512 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Lee? you here? hop on IM?
I am now, if it's not too late.
I am going to wander away again, but I should be back on in a couple of hours.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jun 23, 2007 1:49:35 pm PDT #4513 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Frank, I am so glad I never ran across that lj user in a comment tree, as I doubtless would have been familiar in a way that would seem disturbed to a complete stranger.
§ ita § - Jun 23, 2007 1:51:20 pm PDT #4514 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Gack! I'm trying to remember a word--it's a foreign word (maybe Portuguese? I have no idea) that expressed something we don't have a word for in English, something about wistfulness and nostalgia and...grr.
I think I'm feeling it, see, but can't be sure because I can't remember exactly what it is or what it meant.
eta: Bingo! Portuguese, saudade.
The Portuguese word "saudade", loosely translated,denotes "longing", "melancholy", or "nostalgia." In the context of Portuguese, however, the term connotes a meaning that is irrevocably lost in translation. In his book In Portugal of 1912, A.F.G Bell makes a few disquisitional remarks on the meaning of "saudade" given its intended context:
"The famous saudade of the Portuguese is a vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist, for something other than the present, a turning towards the past or towards the future; not an active discontent or poignant sadness but an indolent dreaming wistfulness."
Whereas a decontextualized reading of the "saudade" insinuates a rather dreary and destitute nostalgia for an impossible object, Bell's recontextualization posits saudade's meaning as a nostalgic yearning for an impossible object, only slightly tinged with the hues of melancholia.