'Out Of Gas'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
A bunch of friends is gonna do a get together which isn't a shiv'ah.
If you were Irish, that would be a wake. That's what I want: my friends drinking and telling stories about me, good or bad. I'm glad the funeral seemed to help you, Shir.
Yay for askye and the ax murderer from the internet!
I spilled beer on my keyboard last night and now the N sticks. I'm the reason I can't have nice things.
Ginger, I have a pathological need to clean my keyboard periodically...Mostly because I eat over/near it a lot of the time. Popping off all the buttons and swabbing under them can be zen fun. And then? It's a nice thing again!
{{{{{Shir}}}}}
JZ and I saw a stage adaptation of "The Monk" last night, which was as entirely baroquely gothic as one would expect. Most enjoyable.
We watched several of the first season and The Tick vs The Tick (which is my favorite)
The Tick vs. the common cold is my fave.
To tell stories, to comfort each other. I didn't want to go there at first, but now I'm thinking it might be nice.
When Bob died, after the funeral, a group of us hung out in the kitchen telling stories, playing music (Bob and his wife Christine were musicians), laughing, and crying. It was great- a real tribute to the joy he brought and the love we all had for him and each other. When Christine died a few months later I felt blessed to have had that time with her.
I hope that you are able to find some comfort there.
the ax murderer from the internet!
When DH and I had just started dating, one of my friends at work began calling him "PINK" (Psycho InterNet Killer) or "Psycho Killer". He accepted it fairly graciously as she tended to nickname everyone (one teacher was called 'Deer In Headlights'). Just before DH and I got married she stopped me one day and asked DH's name because she didn't think it would be nice to write "Psycho Killer" on a card!
I'm so sorry, Shir. That is just terrible.
((((Shir))))
I'm just getting up now. It feels like I have a hangover, but I didn't drink last night I suspect sitting in a room of smokers till 4am playing poker is the cause. I came in second! Whee!! But ow.
{{{Shir}}}
This week's Modern Love column in the Times is even more ridiculous than most. [link] A little girl writes "I love Sarvis" on the bathroom wall of an elementary school, and Sarvis's mother reacts with, essentially, "No you don't! You can't possibly love Sarvis as much as I do!"
Hil, that was super creepy!