ensuginated (what? It's like caffeinated, for sugar),
Better than feeling desanguinated.
Giles: I jump out of the circle, jump back in, and, and, shake my gourd. Buffy: Hey, I think I know this ritual. The ancient shamans were next called upon to do the Hokey-Pokey and to turn themselves around.
'Dirty Girls'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
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.
DavidS - Sep 28, 2007 9:13:18 am PDT #3691 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
aurelia - Sep 28, 2007 9:17:19 am PDT #3692 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
chilly, poor
amych - Sep 28, 2007 9:17:35 am PDT #3693 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Better than feeling desanguinated.
Or defenstrated. Although it is a lovely day outside....
Nutty - Sep 28, 2007 9:19:05 am PDT #3694 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
I'm sure somewhere out in the burbs there's good stores, Nutty, no? Other Filene's
Other Filene's are not the same! At the original, you could sometimes find $1000 items for $100. (I seriously had never actually touched a $1000 clothing item in my life, till I ran across a velvet Ralph Lauren jacket in the OFB. It was unbelieveably ugly, so I wasn't even tempted to try it on, but it had its original tag and I think it was $4800 or something. At the OFB, for $450.)
Not that I actually approve of, say, BCBG, which has outlandish and impractical clothing that all has to be dry-cleaned, but I liked having the option of clothes like that within my price range. Most of the chain discount stores sell off-brands or knockoffs, or second-quality, but at the OFB I could get the real McCoy (a season or two late) for the knockoff price.
DavidS - Sep 28, 2007 9:19:29 am PDT #3695 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Or defenstrated. Although it is a lovely day outside....
My friend Alex? His family suffered one of the most famous historical defenestrations.
Nora Deirdre - Sep 28, 2007 9:22:11 am PDT #3696 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I just had the awesomest leftover lunch. Duck breast, garlicky greens, and potato bacon gratin. Also a half a grilled cheese sandwich with a tiny bit of leftover tomato soup for dipping.
It was all small amounts of everything, but they were all gooood.
Tom Scola - Sep 28, 2007 9:22:55 am PDT #3697 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
My friend Alex? His family suffered one of the most famous historical defenestrations.
Was it in Coney Island?
§ ita § - Sep 28, 2007 9:23:08 am PDT #3698 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Mmm. Duck.
aurelia - Sep 28, 2007 9:23:14 am PDT #3699 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I need to start looking at cars. I'm currently driving a '98 Monte Carlo. I want to find something with decent gas mileage and comparable cargo space. I'll most likely be looking at used cars. What kind of car should I be looking at?
Allyson - Sep 28, 2007 9:23:16 am PDT #3700 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 need to get this out of my system. Judgments be damned.
I haven't seen the twins in weeks. I haven't seen my friends in weeks. And my neighbor has a lyme disease flare-up that I think requires hospitalization.
I was asked if it was possible to take next Thursday off to babysit her (she wanders off, forgets who she is, and where she is, and why she is outside).
I said no. As far as I know, I'm the only neighbor who said no.
I drew a line in the sand. I have a short list of people I'll take a day off to help without any sort of reservation. She's just not on it.
Her sister (who is also who roommate) took her to a Lyme specialist yesterday, and it's going to take a coupel of weeks for the antibiotics to return her to normal.
But seriously. THE GIRL NEEDS TO BE IN A HOSPITAL. She's completely mad (the Lyme wreaks havoc neurologically), she smoked 21 cigarettes in a little over an hour, she weighs nothing, she twitches, and called me yeasterday, terrified, because her mind wasnt in her body anymore and she couldn't find it. Then she sobbed uncontrollably.
There's more. A lot more. I'm writing this book about neighbors, neighbors helping each other...and damn. I'm just not willing to do more than make her some chicken broth and try to convince her sister that the girl needs to be hospitalized until the antibiotics restore her.
There's no medical insurance. That seems to be the sticking point. But seriously, doesn't social security or medicaid cover severe disability?
I just don't love this person the way I love other people.
And dude? I dont get the lack of mom. My mom would have been on a plane without so much as a change of underwear if this shit was happening to me. Fuck.