I am a bad friend. A musician friend was playing at a gallery/music/performance art thing. We were standing on concrete in 85 degree/80% humidity weather waiting for him to go on, but one band of moderate talent played roughly forever, then the gallery owner asked some people to tell stories about how they met, then a person read poetry, then another person started reading poetry, and I fled for the temptingly nearby exit.
Mom! Dead people are talking to you. Do the math!
Buffy ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ginger - Aug 21, 2010 6:43:18 pm PDT #29483 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Cass - Aug 21, 2010 6:45:27 pm PDT #29484 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
You are a good friend. I'd have fled at "then the gallery owner asked some people to tell stories about how they met" and never looked back.
Lee - Aug 21, 2010 6:45:50 pm PDT #29485 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ginger, insent (or there will be shortly)
Laga - Aug 21, 2010 9:51:02 pm PDT #29486 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I'd rather have no biscuit than heatstroke.
omnis_audis - Aug 21, 2010 11:44:50 pm PDT #29487 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
OK, so one of my old professors sends me a million e-mails a year of "jokes" and stuff. For whatever reason, I don't feel the need to confront him and ask him to stop. I have a filter that just pushes them into a folder, and every once in a while, I read through them some. Occasionally, one is funny. I laughed at this one:
A teacher is explaining biology to her 4th grade students. 'Human beings are the only animals that stutter,' she says.
A little girl raises her hand. 'I had a kitty-cat who stuttered.' The teacher, knowing how precious some of these stories could become, asked the girl to describe the incident.
'Well', she began, 'I was in the back yard with my kitty and the Rottweiler that lives next door got a running start and before we knew it, he jumped over the fence into our yard!' 'That must've been scary,' said the teacher. 'It sure was,' said the little girl. 'My kitty raised her back, went Sssss,Sssss, Sssss' and before she could say 'Shit!', the Rottweiler ate her! The teacher had to leave the room.
WindSparrow - Aug 22, 2010 4:50:02 am PDT #29488 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.
Shit! BWahahahaahah!
erin_obscure - Aug 22, 2010 5:04:34 am PDT #29489 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
I am no longer in training for police dispatch at work. it was not a good night. My supervisor let me go home early on CISM[1] leave (usually reserved for extremely traumatic calls). I have self medicated with excessive exercise followed by alchohol, comfort food, and ice cream. Now i shall attempt to sleep and allow the kitties into my bedroom so that they can glom on the bed with me. That's how much i need snuggles. There need to be more awesome people close by and on my schedule. IJS.
[1] Crisis Intervention Stress Management. Totally appro for my mood.
JZ - Aug 22, 2010 5:09:29 am PDT #29490 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Oh, damn, erin. I'm glad the supervisors at your work are so understanding of how bad the stress of just doing the job can be.
amyth - Aug 22, 2010 5:10:09 am PDT #29491 of 30000
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
Oh, Erin, I'm so sorry. That sounds like an awful night. Many hugs from the east coast. I hope you can get some sleep.
Aims - Aug 22, 2010 5:11:29 am PDT #29492 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Oh Erin - I am so sorry sweetheart. Many hugs to you. Wish we were closer, too.