Sweet -- incoming, Perkins.
Wesley: All right. I'm going to let you all in on something you may have trouble comprehending. I assure you however-- Gunn: Vampires are real. Wesley: I was telling!
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
Jesse - Mar 15, 2010 2:03:45 pm PDT #16325 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
shrift - Mar 15, 2010 2:10:14 pm PDT #16326 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
My nails are painted with a color called "Never Enough Shoes."
Atropa - Mar 15, 2010 2:10:49 pm PDT #16327 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
My nails are painted with a color called "Never Enough Shoes."
I have that one! It is a bit too subtle of a sparkle for me to wear all the time, tho'.
§ ita § - Mar 15, 2010 2:12:52 pm PDT #16328 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My nails are painted with a color called "Never Enough Shoes."
That reminds me of a much-loved quote from the much-maligned Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever. "Some women buy shoes." I would prefer my weapons to outnumber my shoes, but I am willing to skimp on shoes to get by.
Burrell - Mar 15, 2010 2:13:27 pm PDT #16329 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh Cash! I've seen those kinds of messages from Franny, but she usually puts them in her journal and leaves it for me to read it. Luckily, the "I love my mommy" messages outweigh the "I hate my mommy" ones.
We're just still recovering from the first "I HATE YOOOOOOOOUUUUUU" from a few months ago.
The first? I'm impressed. See above. We passed that milestone in preschool. At least now both kids are more likely to say they are angry or mad at me instead of saying they hate me.
Jesse - Mar 15, 2010 2:14:55 pm PDT #16330 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
You poor parents. Ruining lives left and right!
Cass - Mar 15, 2010 2:16:40 pm PDT #16331 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Ruining lives left and right!
Jesse, you misspelled rooining.
Lee - Mar 15, 2010 2:18:30 pm PDT #16332 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
(By the way, I was skimming like the skimmingest skimmer in skimmerville, so if I missed someone who wants to be on the polish list, please email me or hit me upside the head, or something).
megan walker - Mar 15, 2010 2:23:35 pm PDT #16333 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Distant aunties only get good notes. Works for me.
I don't know, my niece sent my brother (her uncle) a letter saying he broke up the family by moving to Minneapolis. I guess I'm lucky she had aged a few years before I moved out here. (Naturally, the orginal letter is still on my brother's fridge.)
meara - Mar 15, 2010 2:25:00 pm PDT #16334 of 30001
Awww. THAT"s what ruined (or rooined) his life, Cash? Poor baby will learn. (Insert evil laughter here)
I went and saw more houses. I reallllllly want to take the top two floors of one house, and add it to the bottom floor of another house. Or something. It had a goooooorgeous master suite thing, and a beautiful kitchen/living/dining....but the first floor of bedrooms was bleh, and the entrance with garage was freaky--it had this little under-stairs room that was supposed to be an office, but was very "I'm going to chain up Harry Potter and make him live here".