I cried, too.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
I think I'll do Chipotle today. Bowl of summat.
I have spent all week deep inside messy data. I am supposed to have finished a draft of a functional requirements document by tomorrow, but that sure ain't happening in 32 hours. And no work over the weekend, even for free.
As much as I would want to call ita by some sort of affectionate pet name, I know better.
Yeah, it's a thing. Two people do it. One I hate, and one I allow because she started before I could talk. You're more than welcome to call me any of my given names, or my capoeira name. It's not like I'm inflexible, or anything.
After a million emails yesterday, not a peep from my sister today. The void is echoing.
And in the spirit of full disclosure, shrift, DH works for Sentry.
She's not against crying, she's against Things Happening to Stuffed Animals. Which it does not.
Well, I'd prefer not to cry, but as long as Things Don't Happen to Stuffed Animals, I'm okay.
"ita" itself, I find, is an already affectionate name. Also I like it because it's part of mine. :)
I want a Jilli pet name!!
The only thing I hate (and will tell people not to call me) is "Nan". HATE. Oh wait, I don't like "Nita" either. One person calls me that and I let him because of his adorable English accent.
Jilli, go for it. Clovis would approve.
Also I like it because it's part of mine. :)
It's my standard explanation for why I don't capitalise--my parent's gave me the arse end of a name. My actual reasons are lost in the mists of high school and come down to "Ita" looks really weird and I hates it now.
They gave my sister half a name too, but at least they gave her the identifying front end, instead of the generic suffix. So little thought went into naming me.
Jilli, Clovis would entirely love the story.
I did not cry. I suspect my heart is three sizes too small today.
I am consuming tasty dark chocolate in the hopes that it will help.
She's not against crying, she's against Things Happening to Stuffed Animals. Which it does not.
Well, I'd prefer not to cry, but as long as Things Don't Happen to Stuffed Animals, I'm okay.
Hah. On a similar theme, can friends/people in my office please stop giving me dead dog books? I think I've got like three stuffed in my desk drawer. I'm not going to read them, okay? Not any time soon and quite possibly not at all.
can friends/people in my office please stop giving me dead dog books?
Do they keep giving you Sounder? What's the thought process behind that?