Ruining lives left and right!
Jesse, you misspelled rooining.
Anya: We should drop a piano on her. It always works for that creepy cartoon rabbit when he's running from that nice man with the speech impediment. Giles: Yes, or perhaps we could paint a convincing fake tunnel on the side of a mountain.
'Touched'
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.
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.
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".
shrift - Mar 15, 2010 2:28:29 pm PDT #16335 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Now I want new nail polish AND new shoes.
megan walker - Mar 15, 2010 2:29:12 pm PDT #16336 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
I'm happy to report that jury duty is finally over.
brenda m - Mar 15, 2010 2:30:34 pm PDT #16337 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Cash, when we were cleaning out my parents house I found my brother's first grade or kindergarten class picture. On the back, it says "Mom, I am so mad at you. You know what you did." Hysterical. Well, now anyway.
aurelia - Mar 15, 2010 2:32:32 pm PDT #16338 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I want to hit things.
Hit Ouiser.
I don't know, my niece sent my brother (her uncle) a letter saying he broke up the family by moving to Minneapolis.
Oh, dear. I moved here about a month before my nephew was born so he's never known me to live nearby.
§ ita § - Mar 15, 2010 2:34:16 pm PDT #16339 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Now I want new nail polish AND new shoes.
And I want new knives.
Zenkitty - Mar 15, 2010 2:35:37 pm PDT #16340 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I adore Owen with the adoration of one far far away who does not have to raise him. What tickled me was that he expected you to apologize.
Ironing? As many before me have said, if it can't be tossed in the dryer with a wet washcloth, I don't buy it. I'm all about the stretchy jersey knits, anyway.
Oh! I meant to say this, about 20 miles back:
In'eresting: The Jobs Of Yesteryear: Obsolete Occupations
I want to be a Lector! I am awesome at reading aloud! How come no one will pay me to do that?