I used to sail! Actually, I know what my subconscious is telling me: don't wanna get up.
Inara: So, explain to me again why Zoe wasn't in the dress? Mal: Tactics, woman. Needed her in the back. 'Sides, those soft cotton dresses feel kinda nice. It's the whole... air-flow.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
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.
sarameg - Dec 12, 2007 5:03:31 am PST #6807 of 10001
§ ita § - Dec 12, 2007 5:08:35 am PST #6808 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
sarameg was bitten by a dhow.
lisah - Dec 12, 2007 5:08:50 am PST #6809 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
I was up at 5 because the dog got up and I tried to see if he'd just go back to sleep but the big cat kept rubbing against him and blocking his path to his sleepin' chair and so I had to get up and take him outside. Which these days involves carrying him downstairs. Then he decided to eat all his food when he came back in and I had to wait for him to come back upstairs (if I left him down while I went back to sleep he'd pace around downstairs all confused about where I was). poor old elderly dog...but dag I'm tired.
Sue - Dec 12, 2007 5:11:13 am PST #6810 of 10001
hip deep in pie
Somehow, though, Hef came across as very sexless.
ITA. He often seems a bit doddering, and a little bemused by what his girls get up to.
Hey, there's a wikipedia entry on the girls next door: [link]
sarameg - Dec 12, 2007 5:12:06 am PST #6811 of 10001
My dhow dent is mostly gone now...
Sue - Dec 12, 2007 5:17:33 am PST #6812 of 10001
hip deep in pie
I just went for coffee break and I wanted a scone. A plain scone, or maybe one with cheddar, nothing fancy. The only scone options at the coffee place by work were blueberry and sour cherry & mango. I totally stood there looking at the tarted up scones thinking "Just eat a muffin whitey!" and cracked myself up.
shrift - Dec 12, 2007 5:21:36 am PST #6813 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Oh. Oh. I just jacked up my knee so bad I almost puked. And then I burned my hand on coffee. I think Wednesday is trying to take me out.
Tom Scola - Dec 12, 2007 5:29:55 am PST #6814 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
My most traumatic scone experience was when I was in New Zealand, and bit into a scone, and it had bits of ham in it.
tommyrot - Dec 12, 2007 5:30:45 am PST #6815 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My most traumatic scone experience was when I was in New Zealand, and bit into a scone, and it had bits of ham in it.
Suicidal pig tried to jam the evil scone machine?
Dana - Dec 12, 2007 5:30:54 am PST #6816 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Oooh, that sounds tasty.
But not if you're not expecting it.
We went out to lunch at a new place this weekend, which was decent, but the best part was the bread they brought to the table, which included biscuits with green onion, cheese, and bacon baked into them.