Hil, I swear, I want to fly out there and kick that guy's ass. And I'm not (usually) a violent person.
Giles! I accidentally killed Spike. That's okay, right?
Buffy ,'Never Leave Me'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
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Cashmere - Mar 12, 2009 6:28:16 pm PDT #3405 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
amych - Mar 12, 2009 6:28:23 pm PDT #3406 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Dude, I love babies *and* reproductive rights. I suspect the same is true of a lot of people around here!
Ginger - Mar 12, 2009 6:43:49 pm PDT #3407 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
So far, she's cried at injustice and then cried because she was ashamed of herself for not bearing injustice as well as Jesus did.
I don't think it's a spoiler to say that there will be a lot more crying. I read it because it's an important piece of 19th century popular culture, but I can't say I enjoyed it. I think I sprained my eyes from too much rolling. It's a pretty sharp contrast to Little Women, published at about the same time as the first of the many Elsie books.
beth b - Mar 12, 2009 6:44:23 pm PDT #3408 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Ok, he can asked stupid questions, he can even be stupid, but when you officemate starts being Judgey McJudgerson -- he's way past the line. He's asked for tolerance from you ( by asking personal religious questions) so he has to give it.
WindSparrow - Mar 12, 2009 6:46:00 pm PDT #3409 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
I hope it's the hokey pokey.
Anybody else now earwormed with "you put your right boob in, you put your right boob out..."? I may need to throw things at you, billytea.
Hil, in your shoes, I would probably spend the next several months making the most outrageous conversation possible using Victorian euphemisms such as "nether limbs" and "unmentionables" as possible. It would, of course, not help in the least bit, but I could probably obfuscate enough to make the guy's head spin faster than it already is.
billytea - Mar 12, 2009 6:59:14 pm PDT #3410 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I may need to throw things at you, billytea.
Dopn't forget to allow for the Coriolis effect. I'd hate to see you hit New Zealand instead.
dcp - Mar 12, 2009 7:10:51 pm PDT #3411 of 30000
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
If you really know what you're looking at, and exactly when to look, you can even tell that's Aims all out of focus behind Rob Low and Bradley Whitford.
When was this? In the bar scene with Eric Balfour?
WindSparrow - Mar 12, 2009 7:56:04 pm PDT #3412 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Dopn't forget to allow for the Coriolis effect. I'd hate to see you hit New Zealand instead.
I just spent 5 minutes watching the animation on the Wikipedia's page on Coriolis Effect. It made me really want to throw things. And who cares about New Zealand. What's a few small thermodetonators between friends?
Laga - Mar 12, 2009 8:12:12 pm PDT #3413 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I don't particulary care for babies but I will defend to the death (of Hil's officemate) your right to speak of them and reproductive rights in the same sentence.
Hil R. - Mar 12, 2009 8:34:21 pm PDT #3414 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Does Elsie spend this entire book crying? Why is anyone supposed to like this character? I could understand if she were crying over big tragedies. But she's crying over every single little thing that goes wrong, and then, each time, crying because she wasn't enough like Jesus in patiently bearing the things going wrong.