In thinking about things other than work, I was wondering if it would be weird to make bread with kalamata AND spicy green olives and maybe sundried tomatoes as well? I am trying to use things up in a delicious way. Maybe throwing in the green can parmesan would tie it all together?
Lindsey: Why--why did you... Lorne: One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be. Lindsey: You kill me? A flunky?! I'm not just...Angel...kills me. You...Angel... Lorne: Good night, folks.
'Not Fade Away'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Oct 09, 2009 5:23:26 am PDT #12988 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jessica - Oct 09, 2009 5:24:44 am PDT #12989 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My squick is less over the teddy bear and more over the casual assumption that most right-minded eco-friendly women are going to eat it, rather than letting the hospital staff dispose of it along with all of the other bio-waste associated with giving birth.
I'll admit, throwing the placenta away is probably not the greenest option. Maybe we should be composting them for the hospital's community garden or something. But NO eating and NO keepsakes!
Amy - Oct 09, 2009 5:25:32 am PDT #12990 of 30001
Because books.
It's the third fucking edition (and one of the best-fucking-respected works of lexicography in recent decades). (I heart the little fucker).
Fucking awesome! I did not fucking know that.
Amy - Oct 09, 2009 5:26:22 am PDT #12991 of 30001
Because books.
Maybe we should be composting them for the hospital's community garden or something. But NO eating and NO keepsakes!
Oh god, I wish I hadn't eaten breakfast already.
P.M. Marc - Oct 09, 2009 5:28:52 am PDT #12992 of 30001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
My squick is less over the teddy bear and more over the casual assumption that most right-minded eco-friendly women are going to eat it, rather than letting the hospital staff dispose of it along with all of the other bio-waste associated with giving birth.
Planting is the other option that's popular. I think my sis-in-law planted hers. I, on the other hand, asked to see mine so I could remember its face when I SAW IT IN HELL.
Ahem.
I had issues with my placenta, clearly. Fucking bed rest.
Oh god, I wish I hadn't eaten breakfast already.
Just dying for a nice slice of fried placenta and onions? I bet it tastes like liver. Mainly because it looks like liver.
Amy - Oct 09, 2009 5:30:58 am PDT #12993 of 30001
Because books.
::hates on Plei::
I don't remember seeing any of mine. I can't say that I mind.
P.M. Marc - Oct 09, 2009 5:31:54 am PDT #12994 of 30001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
It looked shockingly innocent for such a pain in my ass. All glossy and smooth.
The fucker.
Jesse - Oct 09, 2009 5:32:22 am PDT #12995 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Even my crunchiest home-birthing friend didn't eat her placenta, although she thought about it....
Jessica - Oct 09, 2009 5:32:24 am PDT #12996 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Okay, here's something less squicky but equally bizarre - Gay man tries to poison lesbian neighbors after stealing their three-legged cat.
billytea - Oct 09, 2009 5:33:03 am PDT #12997 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
It looked shockingly innocent for such a pain in my ass.
I think I can see what the first problem was.