Allyson, do you know any party tricks? Like tying the stem of a cherry into a knot in your mouth?
You know, it's funny. We went to war never looking to come back, but it's the real world I couldn't survive.
Tracy ,'The Message'
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.
tommyrot - Dec 14, 2007 11:58:11 am PST #7469 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.
§ ita § - Dec 14, 2007 11:58:41 am PST #7470 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I don't get it. Allyson is so entertaining at parties. And I don't even mean that in a laugh-at way. Totally laugh-with.
Allyson, you could just imagine you were giving me instructions on how to behave at parties. Right now my modus operandi is to mix alcohol with my painkillers, sit still until the room stops spinning, traumatise some guys on the dance floor, punctuating the whole with long walks outside where it's nice and quiet and people leave me alone.
Basically? Obnoxious. Threatened to beat the crap out of someone at the last wedding I attended. But I blame the dysphoric painkillers.
-t - Dec 14, 2007 11:59:40 am PST #7471 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, those are good suggestions, msbelle! Thank you.
Sorry the party is stressing you out, Allyson.
hippocampus - Dec 14, 2007 12:01:39 pm PST #7472 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
my guess is that no one else at that party has as many (invisible) people who've got their back and are pulling for them to succeed as you do.
msbelle - Dec 14, 2007 12:02:48 pm PST #7473 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
And the onus ends up being on me to be funny.
from whom?
also? - screw them. if you feel funny - be funny - not so much - SCREW'EM. as you might guess I kinda have no use for other people's expectations of me.
Susan W. - Dec 14, 2007 12:03:17 pm PST #7474 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Top five priciest restaurants in the USA.
I have trouble believing Canlis is the priciest restaurant in these parts. Yes, it's expensive and iconic, but I thought the Herb Farm would set you back more $$.
Not that I've eaten at either yet. If/when I sell a book, DH has promised he's taking me to Canlis. If I'm ever so fortunate as to make the NYT bestseller list, I've promised to take him to the French Laundry.
Jesse - Dec 14, 2007 12:03:37 pm PST #7475 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm pretty sure I've small-talked with Allyson, anyway.
Kristen - Dec 14, 2007 12:03:59 pm PST #7476 of 10001
I don't small talk well. And the onus ends up being on me to be funny.
Dude, I can make strike jokes until your NEXT holiday party. No worries.
Liese S. - Dec 14, 2007 12:04:23 pm PST #7477 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, don't worry, Allyson. There are bound to be people at the party like me who believe the onus is on them to think everyone else is funny and will just laugh at anything anybody says.
eta: Which is to say, I'm horrible at parties and I totally empathize.
sarameg - Dec 14, 2007 12:04:53 pm PST #7478 of 10001
At the last party, I offered inappropriate baked goods and then freaking HAM to someone who keeps kosher. Which I know. I just flat out blanked. Oh & then I said "I'm sorry" meaning, "I'm sorry I forgot" but it pretty much sounded like I was sorry she kept kosher. And then, trying to talk to a coworker, the guy next to me thought I was talking to him, and I was all "uh, no" rather curtly.
And at least three people probably heard me mutter "I hate these things." And then the big boss asked me why I was leaving the party so early.
And I lived to tell!