That's really awful to hear, DJ. I hope you can be a balm to her.
Me, I'm in the middle of an IM chat on OK Cupid with a guy that wants to fight me. He's 10 years my junior! They're all so young out there. I'm so old.
Jayne: 'Cause I don't know these folks. Don't much care to. Mal: They're whores. Jayne: I'm in.
'Heart Of Gold'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
§ ita § - Sep 16, 2009 9:33:48 pm PDT #23490 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
-t - Sep 16, 2009 9:44:22 pm PDT #23491 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
What's that thing about age and experience triumphing over youth and whatever youth has? I probably knew when I was younger.
Garage appears to be bat free. I'd best get to sleep.
Daisy Jane - Sep 16, 2009 9:56:08 pm PDT #23492 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Not as bad as I'd feared. She's not in a coma or anything, but her hip is collapsed and much of her left side is destroyed.
My friend's sister is talking nursing homes. Gah!
Still, she's alive, and I'm going to be thankful for that.
§ ita § - Sep 16, 2009 9:59:09 pm PDT #23493 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
That's guardedly good news. Will they be able to reconstruct the damaged parts?
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Sep 16, 2009 10:59:17 pm PDT #23494 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
My parents are crazy, but I don't think they'd forget to tell me they had surgery. Especially my mum, for whom any small trauma is expressed in movie-of-the-week terms. She much prefers to play the guilt card. "I'm not putting any pressure on you to come and see me, no no. I'll be fine here all alone"... Yeah, with your adoring committed partner and your social life that's better than mine. Heh.
It's not necessarily a shortcoming that any given SF alien species serves as a metaphor for some aspect of humanity, either. It's a reasonable approach.
Oh, sure. I love sci-fi-as-metaphor (or fantasy-as-metaphor, in the case of what we all loved about Buffy). I was just taking Shir's concern about 'other' to its hypothetical conclusion. Should there be more sci-fi that represents complete 'other'ness. From films, I was thinking about Contact and maybe Close Encounters.... I just woke up, so my brain isn't coming up with much more that represents the whole 'alien beyond our understanding' thing, but I'm sure there's more.
Hil, I hope you and yours have a good Rosh Hashanah. The Girl and I are doing a nice dinner on Friday night.
omnis, I hope your dad is recovering OK from his surgery.
Thoughts for your friend and her mom, Daisy Jane.
Shir - Sep 17, 2009 12:02:55 am PDT #23495 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Barb - it CAN be easy. If somebody here *cough* would have work on that teleporter. IJS.
(please, no hairpats or anything, just venting)
How about replacing said hairpats with teh awesomemingly disturbing furniture porn?
And sweetie, I'm so sorry you had such a long, bad day. A lot of ~mas to your father, too.
Do I really want to do this?
YES. Been there, done that, still partly walking-on-clouds.
My sis will be home for Rosh Hashana. That's great. And it's starting to feel like the holidays - I don't know, it just didn't feel like it until now.
As for crazy parents stories - there's a lot of that, but I won't forget the time when one evening my sis fell hard on her tail bone, needed morphine and stayed in her bed for the following week. I only got a call in the morning, telling me they all were up all of the night and going to bed, so don't call them in the next few hours. WTF? My sister was going throught some incredible, blinded pain and I heard nothing about it in real time? Seriously? And there was the time when my mom went on surgery to get some tissue of her breast removed - it wasn't cancerous, that I know - but I was about 8 at the time, my sister's 5, so we didn't know what it really was and I guess it wouldn't have helped if we were aware. I think we were only told that so we won't jump in her lap as we used to do.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Sep 17, 2009 1:12:47 am PDT #23496 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Shir - insent. Social model. Hurrah! And happy holidays.
Shir - Sep 17, 2009 1:19:19 am PDT #23497 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Thank you, Seska!
Oh, and now I see I forgot to write - DJ, so much ~ma to you, your friend and her mom.
Calli - Sep 17, 2009 1:55:51 am PDT #23498 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I only found out my dad was in the hospital for the last time because his friends ignored his, "Don't bother my daughters," and gave me a call. I'm sure eventually the hospital would have rung me up to ask what I wanted them to do with the body, but still, dude. He would call me up to tell me what he'd had for lunch, but didn't want to bother me with hospital admittance.
DJ, I'm glad your friend looks like she'll survive the accident. I hope her recovery goes as well as possible.
Barb - Sep 17, 2009 1:58:47 am PDT #23499 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
DJ, lots of thoughts for your friend's mom.
I mean, I suppose you could KIND of call that Green Lake, but it's more Greenwood/Phinney. It is south and west of Jilli by a mile or two, north and west of me by a mile or two.
Looking at it a little closer, it wouldn't work for us because there's no back yard and the sides and front don't appear as if they can be fenced. Which- a fenced back yard is sort of a requirement with the beasties. Pity, because it looked like a really pretty house.