I mean, let's say you did kill us. Or didn't. There could be torture. Whatever. But somehow you found the goods. What would your cut be?

Mal ,'Out Of Gas'


Delurking 1: Because we don't always check our e-mail.


WindSparrow - Oct 19, 2010 5:53:43 pm PDT #1800 of 3094
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.

lisah, I'm glad your man is doing so well.

Here is my original intro WindSparrow "Delurking 1: Because we don't always check our e-mail." Oct 4, 2009 2:45:29 pm PDT Things that have changed are few - I have the same job, it's just owned by different people. I don't think I mentioned in last year's post that I work supporting adults with developmental disabilities in shared living environments. IOW, I work in group homes. While full time with one company, I work at four different locations. Some days I get paid to relax and watch tv, and some days I get paid to be silly. One of my coworkers tells me I am good at the mental chess - I use the silly as a tool to prevent verbal and physical violence. I love my work.

And I love my cats. Harvey is, if possible, even snugglier than ever. And Sammie is as fluffy as ever. They are currently crooning at me. You see, they are starving to death. They have never been fed. They are not even sure they know what food is. They just know they would like to try some.


Beverly - Oct 19, 2010 6:07:50 pm PDT #1801 of 3094
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

In the last year, my H and I have relocated from NC to WA. We're having fun exploring our beautifully scenic area, and have just spent a wonderful summer out of the killing heat and humidity of the southeast--for that alone the move was worth it! We're rehabbing and redecorating our first house, and meeting neighbors, evading election to the neighborhood association board (so far. further evasion is eventually doomed, we know).

H and I are rediscovering each other and why we were originally drawn together, and forging a new era in our relationship. Aside from being required to love each other, we're finding out we actually like each other. So that's neat.

The cats were abandoned to the tender mercies of StY, who was also left behind (at his choice). Somebody had to leave home, you know? Turned out it was us. There are no plans at present to add pets to the sawdust and paint buckets.


amych - Oct 19, 2010 6:09:11 pm PDT #1802 of 3094
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Upon rereading last year's Intro Post, I am shocked -- SHOCKED -- that I felt I wasn't online enough because of fencing addiction and them making me actually do something at work.

All still true.

House and car and spouse and job are all the same. No more shaggy old dog since last year's update -- he made it to 15, which is a good long run for a shaggy old dog. I suspect I'm better at fencing and worse at work than I was a year ago.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 19, 2010 6:22:20 pm PDT #1803 of 3094
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I just went back to my first post, and man, I was on some kind of sugar high, I guess- didn't say much about myself but did speculate nomming on lurkers. In a friendly way, of course.

But whatever- everything in my life has changed except the super important things- still married to Tom, still have the cats. Finished masters degree, realized I didn't want to go down the path I was going down, skipped town and moved to New Orleans within the space of less than 2 months between the thought actually entering my mind and the night we pulled up to our new apartment in the Irish Channel.

Life is for living, y'all- don't put off happiness today for some vague reward in the future.

I have to say that having watched crazy long distance and huge life changes happen to folks on the board made the reality of the daydream of moving to New Orleans seem much more feasible and doable.

Also, I am now a landlord, which was stressy at first but now not so much.


sj - Oct 19, 2010 6:28:29 pm PDT #1804 of 3094
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I just looked up my post from last year, and everything is pretty much the same. Although, in a month from now I will be able to say I am married instead of engaged.


amych - Oct 19, 2010 6:32:15 pm PDT #1805 of 3094
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

I have to say that having watched crazy long distance and huge life changes happen to folks on the board made the reality of the daydream of moving to New Orleans seem much more feasible and doable.

This is totally true, and you, dear Nora, are now on the inspiration list.


Lee - Oct 19, 2010 6:47:37 pm PDT #1806 of 3094
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

My intro post and my stances on popular topics

Changes since then...well, I just started chemotherapy (breast cancer), I went to Jamaica, and still don't have thyroid cancer, and I'm looking forward to next year's thread. (eta: when the first part will be almost over and done with)


-t - Oct 19, 2010 7:06:33 pm PDT #1807 of 3094
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Whew, found my intro post from last year, which is remarkably still accurate just scratch the "married" and replace with "widowed".

It is such a treat to see the lurkers delurking and the updates of non-lurkers and lurkers-that-were! I ♥ us.


Zenkitty - Oct 19, 2010 7:14:31 pm PDT #1808 of 3094
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

&heart;

eta See?! It won't work for me! It hates me.

eata ♥


§ ita § - Oct 19, 2010 7:14:51 pm PDT #1809 of 3094
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

♥