I did not leave my apt today and it was a little slice of heaven.
Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
msbelle - Aug 18, 2007 6:14:15 pm PDT #5395 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
§ ita § - Aug 18, 2007 6:20:49 pm PDT #5396 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Days I don't leave my apartment are usually days I spend crying from morning to night.
Not sure which is cause and which is effect, sadly.
I have to say no to myself more strongly. Otherwise I'll be banging on the ER door every fucking night. And addicted to Percocet.
Allyson - Aug 18, 2007 6:25:13 pm PDT #5397 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
I could come visit you...
And bring pie.
ChiKat - Aug 18, 2007 6:25:16 pm PDT #5398 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I swear to God. I wish I had a magic wand or could wiggle my nose and make all migraines just go away. Or, at the very least, make ita's migraines go away. Seriously, you've had your share and about 100 other people's share to boot.
Lee - Aug 18, 2007 6:27:09 pm PDT #5399 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I did not leave my apt today and it was a little slice of heaven.
I did! Not the complex maybe, but the apartment itself, sure thing.
ChiKat - Aug 18, 2007 6:39:09 pm PDT #5400 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
I left my apartment to take out the trash and go to the laundry room. Does that count?
§ ita § - Aug 18, 2007 6:44:37 pm PDT #5401 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Visitors, especially the well-meaning kind, will just make me feel worse. Those are the games my mind plays with me.
Non well-meaning visitors I could maybe punch in the face and that might actually help.
Hopefully someone will try and rob me or something.
I've got to cut down on what I try and do and be more stern with myself about taking meds right away instead of rationing them and taking them when they're going to be less efficacious. Gotta lie down as soon as I can in each migraine (which, uh, means now, I guess).
And I really REALLY need to stop beating myself up.
I'm sure that'll be easy.
msbelle - Aug 18, 2007 6:52:22 pm PDT #5402 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I did some light cleaning and watched a movie and tv shows off the Tivo. I barely cooked. really was super lazy Saturday and about as lazy as mac will allow without getting extremely irritable.
shrift - Aug 18, 2007 7:05:34 pm PDT #5403 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I was gonna have TJs Pad Thai noodles and sauce with veggies for dinner, but there was MOLD on teh noodles. INSIDE the plastic.
Ew, msbelle! I rarely buy boxed meals now if I can help it, and part of that is because I've never recovered from finding weevils in a box of pasta shells in white cheddar sauce. Years ago. Still with the massive ew.
And I didn't leave the apartment today, either. Why bother? I have booze and champagne grapes and a stack of media to catch up on.
Burrell - Aug 18, 2007 7:14:22 pm PDT #5404 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Hi people! I, um, didn't do much today. Went to stretch class and then to brunch. Then most of the day was spent playing with kids, doing laundry, and gardening. And yet cooking preparing dinner somehow required a martini. Hmmm.