Everything with mac seems fine now. I may try to sneak the drawing of me with a knife in me to work next week so I can scan it.
I would like to go to bed. him, nsm.
You know, with the exception of one deadly and unpredictable midget, this girl is the smallest cargo I've ever had to transport. Yet by far the most troublesome. Does that seem right to you?
Early ,'Objects In Space'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
msbelle - Mar 12, 2010 4:08:07 pm PST #15783 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
sarameg - Mar 12, 2010 4:13:19 pm PST #15784 of 30001
Therapy hopefully allowed him to get some of his mad out. ( I'm guessing here, though the drawing is upsetting, it was a means of saying I AM ANGRY AT YOU in the most rudimentary form, communicating it without you know, actually throwing down.)
msbelle - Mar 12, 2010 4:15:57 pm PST #15785 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
oh sure, that is exactly what it is. Just like the note he wrote me over a year ago that said I smelled like poop. I want to frame it, but I am not sure where it got to.
sarameg - Mar 12, 2010 4:22:07 pm PST #15786 of 30001
Heh. I remember once tearing up a love note my mom had written to me in front of her (I had saved it because it always made me feel good) when I was somewhere between 12 and 14. I was SO MAD I couldn't even yell at her, so I destroyed something she'd given me out of love. So transparent, that.
Hours later she found me sobbing in my room, frantically trying to tape it back together again.
I wonder whatever happened to that. I probably still have it somewhere.
....I have no idea what I was SO MAD at her about. Those were really emotionally bad years. Even at my worst in the past decade or so, and there were some really really bad doldrums, I never want to repeat that age. Ever.
§ ita § - Mar 12, 2010 4:41:03 pm PST #15787 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm trying to imagine my mother writing me a love note when I was young. She'll send me kinda schmoopy emails once in a blue moon these days (okay, once on my birthday, and migraine-related sympathy), but growing up? In my late teens I finally asked her if she'd ever been proud of me. She looked surprised at the question, and not in an "Of course so!" sort of a way.
Jesse - Mar 12, 2010 4:41:57 pm PST #15788 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm pretty sure all of the love notes I've gotten from relatives have been on bananas.
I just got someone else's work email. It's late for that! I'll write back tomorrow.
msbelle - Mar 12, 2010 4:47:57 pm PST #15789 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I'm pretty sure all of the love notes I've gotten from relatives have been on bananas.
what now?
Jesse - Mar 12, 2010 4:48:03 pm PST #15790 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, and putting on an old Criminal Minds reminds me that my bartender tonight was the French Matthew Gray Gubler.
Jesse - Mar 12, 2010 4:48:32 pm PST #15791 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
what now?
If you scratch something on a banana in the morning, it shows up brown by lunchtime. Cute!
§ ita § - Mar 12, 2010 4:51:02 pm PST #15792 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm pretty sure all of the love notes I've gotten from relatives have been on bananas.
???
Affection is given and received more normally from non-immediate family members. Except for K. He's creepy with it.
My parents and their lack of demonstrativeness resulted in one kid being very stoic and one being very needy. I leave it to the audience to decide which is which. But mummy and daddy have gotten sappy as they grow old, and I'm willing to cuddle with just about anyone not in my immediate family. No schmoop talk, though. I may take a bullet for you, but I won't say the L-word.