mearing':
Once at a party we all had a few too many and started putting them in sexual positions. Hysteria.
True story: I was once being taught some sexual positions with BtVS and Angel action figures. "Your action figure has more joints! Use them, for the love of God!" sticks to mind.
You hear stories of kindergartens suspended for "sexual harrassment" because they kissed a classmate or hugged a teacher, and it's like, we do remember they are *children*, right? Who are still learning appropriate behaviors?
Screw that, I'm 23 and still learning appropriate behaviors. The thing that bothered me the most this week, almost to the point panic, was some critique I got from some friends, telling me that (even) a friendly relationship with lecturers is wrong and dangerous. I was so afraid I did something wrong, when it's not even something I'll call friendly, more like common geek private jokes wise. I seriously doubted myself and my ideas of the world because of that criticism. It was a bad week.
Hil, sorry to hear about your gym class memories. I was a healthy kid, but I still remember it as horror. However, I kick ass at sit-ups. My record is 62 per minute, IIRC.
Home-schooling is legal; bashing in the head of a school administrator for acting like a Barney Fife in a low-budget women-behind-bars flick probably isn't. I'm just trying to stay out of jail, here.
And people questioned my reasons for not taking literature in uni. I kept telling them them I don't take it because I don't think I'm a jail material and will survive it. And if a lecturer will ruin my book reading fun, I'll have to murder him. Pfft!
Oh, coriander. You sounded like such a nice little spice. But you're an evil herb in disguise.
THIS
Yay Aims and MM! And Jilli? You rock. So rock, that I'm gonna teach you how to say "I rock" in Hebrew. Ready? It's "Ani Sholetet". And you are. I know it's not steampunk, but that's mostly because there isn't a translation of steampunk to Hebrew, yet. Wanna make up something, and I'll try to spread it around?
Car~ma to bonny, health~ma to P-C. Good luck with the speech, Hil.
Please tell me I'm not the only one who read this and tried to figure out what fic genre "forward slash" was.
Raises hand
Oh omnis, sweetie. I wish I could make your weekend better. But I like your boss.
bag porn
Oh man, I so need a messenger bag. Or just a good backpack.
swimsuit
Wow, those Esther Williams sure looks good. As someone who nearly drowned when she was 10, I don't really go swimming, so the idea of swimsuit is kindda wasted on me. On the other hand, once my friends convinced me I have a body to show off with, I'm kindda playing with the idea of buying a bikini one day. I never had a bikini.
And now, I'm gonna write a paper. On a Saturday.
When I had my impacted wisdom teeth removed they gave me Valium in an IV. It was awesome. They could have suggested removing any other body part and it would have sounded like a great idea. Alas, I have never had an excuse to use the stuff again.
Excellent meara there Shir. Agree with you on all, except I have no opinion on Cilantro. I find it neither tasty nor disgusting. I think I must be the opposite of a supertaster.
I need to work, but not quite ready yet. More tea now.
My in-laws are back in town. They'll be staying with us for quite possibly a year or so. New house, thankfully, is quite roomy. Wallybee is very happy, which makes me happy. We all went out to dinner, and my mad chopstick skillz were commented upon.
In possibly related news, Wallybee reports that she thinks the baby's head has engaged. Now the grandparents have arrived, I'd say we're ready for action.
the baby's head has engaged
Go, Baby! I dunno how they do things in Australia, but I see two sets of doctors every week, so I don't have to guess about these things. (The second set is because I am over 40.)
They'll be staying with us for quite possibly a year or so.
::thinks about what in-laws were like::
Oh, hell no.
Go, Baby! I dunno how they do things in Australia, but I see two sets of doctors every week, so I don't have to guess about these things. (The second set is because I am over 40.)
Wallybee's having weekly appointments by this stage. The due date is four days away now. (Today is Anzac Day; the lowercase tea has just missed his chance to get a holiday every birthday. Of course, if he hangs out for May Day then at least all his Chinese rellies will get his birthday off work.)
On the other hand, once my friends convinced me I have a body to show off with, I'm kindda playing with the idea of buying a bikini one day. I never had a bikini.
Dude, this is B.org! Of course, we need photographic evidence!
ps: Yup, took note of the Hebrew lesson. Next skype, you can tell me how to pronounce. Although the less egotistical phrase "YOU rock" would be cool to learn.
the baby's head has engaged
You know you have watched too many sci-fi movies/tv shows, when you see this phrase, and picture a head being lowered onto an android body, clamps engaging at the neck, and the eyes lighting up/opening. Maybe it's because I am up at an ungodly hour.
Oh ya, I'm awake! Woot! now off to meet the UPS driver at work before s/he drives off with the expensive mics that won't fix all the problems.
I'd say we're ready for action.
Woot!
Oh, hell no.
Yeah, I can't see that ending any way but bloody, from the things you've told me.
Of course, we need photographic evidence!
I love it when you use "we" for "I".
Next skype, you can tell me how to pronounce
No problem.
And good luck with the mics today!
You know you have watched too many sci-fi movies/tv shows, when you see this phrase, and picture a head being lowered onto an android body, clamps engaging at the neck, and the eyes lighting up/opening. Maybe it's because I am up at an ungodly hour.
I do occasionally refer to Wallybee as being in the Alien way.
Oh, hell no.
Yeah, there is no way I'd be considering this with, for instance, the previous set of in-laws. We did pretty well with Wallybee's parents out here last November (they're pretty easy-going). I'm cautiously optimistic, on the basis of a bigger house and the prospect of occasional baby-sitting.
Interestingly, though, for the first two years of her life Wallybee had been sent back to Shanghai to be raised by her grandparents (not uncommon in Chinese culture). So no one in this house actually has experience raising newborns (yet).
