Why am I freaking out that I'll never get married and have kids? My brain is weird.
Can't you ever get your mind out of the hellmouth?
Buffy ,'Touched'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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Hil R. - Jan 27, 2010 8:37:07 pm PST #8201 of 30000
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Trudy Booth - Jan 27, 2010 8:37:49 pm PST #8202 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Don't worry, your advisor has nothing whatsoever to do with you getting married and/or having kids.
Cass - Jan 27, 2010 8:38:25 pm PST #8203 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.
Great, just got an Howler email from my mom. "And NO, YOU CANNOT HAVE A TORCH!!!"
Nah, he's off at D&D!
He goes to D&D and you get pink hair or we both get gleeful at the thought of kitchen torches. I don't think prison will thwart him from D&D. D&D will find a way. Kinda like the boy dinos mating in Jurassic Park.
erin_obscure - Jan 27, 2010 11:39:52 pm PST #8204 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
does your mom lurk on bitches?!?!
Cass - Jan 27, 2010 11:47:44 pm PST #8205 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.
does your mom lurk on bitches?!?!
Only when I link her. If she's posting on her own, it's generally Tech.
I just linked here before we got off on the "Oooh, fire and I wants it allllllllllllll" train. And then failed to scream, "Noooooooooooooo!" before she got to the fire parts.
She's totally got a login though.
She just says she won't ever come into Bitches unless I ask her to. Apparently y'all are my juvenile diary with a lock that can be picked with a paperclip and no discernible skills and she respects that. Also there are random gay, necrophiliac Mallards. Those freak her out.
erin_obscure - Jan 27, 2010 11:50:35 pm PST #8206 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
hey, you still haven't seen my new house! you should come over friday night. i do not have to work. we can plot various things that would lead to calling work...and then wisely not do them.
Cass - Jan 28, 2010 12:03:54 am PST #8207 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.
we can plot various things that would lead to calling work...and then wisely not do them.
I hear that a kitchen torch is an ideal housewarming gift...
Totally Friday. I want to see the pad, the kitties and you.
Calli - Jan 28, 2010 1:07:52 am PST #8208 of 30000
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
My dad had an adorable wee torch from his jewelry making hobby. I inherited it last year. I keep meaning to figure out how to refill it with butane and see if I can bruleé with it. But I'm slightly terrified of doing it wrong and blowing off my fingers.
erin_obscure - Jan 28, 2010 1:31:23 am PST #8209 of 30000
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
do need one of those clicky things. i go through far too many matches and tend to burn my fingers on lighters.
Stephanie - Jan 28, 2010 3:53:32 am PST #8210 of 30000
Trust my rage
Days when parenting stresses me out:
Ellie started puking yesterday morning and had stopped by about noon. Then she puked one more time last night at 6:30. She seems fine and I have a sort of work interview in Denver in three hours. I think sending her to school is the right thing to do. If I were going to be closer, I wouldn't think twice. Joe will be nearby but will also be pretty busy today.
I think Frisco and I both had the same bug and we were fine by about 18 hours. So I *think* she will be fine.