I want to punch myself for about 70% of these songs.
I LOVE THEM ALL.
Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.
'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.
Jesse - Dec 19, 2007 5:43:49 pm PST #8371 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
§ ita § - Dec 19, 2007 5:46:01 pm PST #8372 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am watching the top songs of the 90s on VH1. God, how did we live through such an insipid decade? I guess the same can be said about the 80s, but I want to punch myself for about 70% of these songs.
WHO ARE YOU? Jesse, go and punch her the fuck out.
The 80s was god! 1995, summer of, hip hop/rap/r&b? Rrowr.
What music can you possibly like? The oughties are so boring. And the 70s, oh, the excuses we must make.
I think my harmless might annul your kick-ass.
I feel I should argue this statement, but I can't decide which part to go at. It's a strange feeling, this helplessness. Maybe I should go tweak my apartment some more.
§ ita § - Dec 19, 2007 5:48:07 pm PST #8373 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
sarameg - Dec 19, 2007 5:48:36 pm PST #8374 of 10001
Or you can virtually kick my ass? I'd be happy for you to do so. I'd happily acquiece to unharmless you.
Jesse - Dec 19, 2007 5:52:34 pm PST #8375 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse, go and punch her the fuck out.
Will do.
Speaking of sticky notes, I got these from a coworker. Hilarious.
bon bon - Dec 19, 2007 5:53:09 pm PST #8376 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
The 30% are basically anything indie, or R&B/rap. Here is the link: [link]
Here are the insipid songs I had just heard:
45. Hootie & the Blowfish "Only Wanna Be With You" 46. Shania Twain "You're Still the One" 48. Matchbox Twenty "3 AM" 49. Jewel "Who Will Save Your Soul" 52. Sugar Ray "Fly" 54. Joan Osborne "One of Us" 58. Sophie B. Hawkins "Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover" 61. Sheryl Crow "All I Wanna Do" 62. Live "I Alone" 64. The Presidents of the United States of America "Peaches" 66. Edwin McCain "I'll Be"
ETA: I would love like every song on the top 80s list, just in comparison. But they would be almost indefensibly poppy.
brenda m - Dec 19, 2007 5:54:27 pm PST #8377 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
So, let's say a dog ate an entire bag of brown sugar. Would that be a bad thing, do we think? How bad?
Jesse - Dec 19, 2007 5:56:15 pm PST #8378 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm already getting excited for the low numbers, because I don't think there's been a Pearl Jam song yet. Oh, college.
Nutty - Dec 19, 2007 5:56:49 pm PST #8379 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Brenda, I think that dog's shit really is going to smell sweeter than anyone else's for a while.
bon bon - Dec 19, 2007 5:58:48 pm PST #8380 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Brenda, I think that dog's shit really is going to smell sweeter than anyone else's for a while.
IOW, you're gonna have one uppity dog.