"Daddy, you need to be a Mommy and help. Where's Shaun the Sheep?"
I'm curious as to whether that was a complete non sequitur. Or does Shaun the Sheep usually help with nail polishing in your house?
Buffy: He ran away, right? Giles: Sort of, more. turned and swept out majestically, I suppose. Said I didn't concern him. Buffy: So a mythic triumph over a completely indifferent foe? Giles: Well, I'm not dead or unconscious, so I say bravo for me.
'Same Time, Same Place'
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.
Seska (the Watcher-in-Training) - Oct 25, 2009 1:19:23 pm PDT #27904 of 30000
"We're all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh?"
Cashmere - Oct 25, 2009 1:19:43 pm PDT #27905 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
BWAHAHAHAHA! *love*
DavidS - Oct 25, 2009 1:22:03 pm PDT #27906 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'm curious as to whether that was a complete non sequitur. Or does Shaun the Sheep usually help with nail polishing in your house?
She was looking for the Shaun magnet on the fridge.
DavidS - Oct 25, 2009 1:23:55 pm PDT #27907 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
She's been very quotable this week.
She had a little folk art crucifix from Guatemala with a painting of Christ on it.
She held it up to me and announced, "Jesus has a lot of toes."
(To which I replied, "Polydactyl Jesus to the rescue!" but she didn't seem to think that was funny.)
Polter-Cow - Oct 25, 2009 1:51:44 pm PDT #27908 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
If it helps, remember while you talk that many of us (if not all) have been through it and are supporting you in email.
Thanks. Your support has meant a lot, and it did help me. If only in the sense that I knew I had to actually try saying something so I wouldn't be repeating the same story in here over and over.
My mom, incidentally, was more calm when she called later on, even though I could still hear my pissed-off dad in the background. The stuff I'm supposed to take back? ...My dad's pants. To take to my grandmother. To take to India. I don't even know. I guess they don't have pants in India. Also, there is apparently some other stuff for me or something. I told her most of the same stuff I'd told my dad, and she was a little snappish, expectedly. The last thing I said that I wasn't looking forward to coming home and getting yelled at. Silence for some time and then the usual hang-up.
They appear to have solved my problem in a typically passive-aggressive way, though. I didn't answer my phone twice: once because we were in a movie and once because I still wasn't sure what the plan was. She then proceeded to call my brother and tell him that they had gone to the hall for some event, leaving my sister at home. This means we can go and pick up the precious stuff (and I can see my sister again without having to see my parents again), and everyone wins. Mostly. We'll see what the fallout is like.
sj - Oct 25, 2009 1:54:25 pm PDT #27909 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Good for you, P-C!
Hearts Matilda! She's so adorable.
omnis_audis - Oct 25, 2009 2:02:02 pm PDT #27910 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
PC good for you. Very difficult, but had to be done. I wish I could distract you while you are in town. Alas, working 9a-1a everyday doesn't allow for playing with out-o-town friends. When do you leave? I should have (most) of tomorrow (monday) off.
Laura - Oct 25, 2009 2:49:57 pm PDT #27911 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
It sounds like forward progress was made today, P-C. Repeating what others have said above about only having control over your actions and reactions.
Nora Deirdre - Oct 25, 2009 3:45:43 pm PDT #27912 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
If only in the sense that I knew I had to actually try saying something so I wouldn't be repeating the same story in here over and over.
Heh. This concept in a very real way is what got my head straight about my ex-BF. (as in, needing to break up with him)
My friends weren't as nice as all of y'all are though.
Stephanie - Oct 25, 2009 3:46:23 pm PDT #27913 of 30000
Trust my rage
People coming over in 15 minutes to discuss offer we made on the house. Eek!