I'd be up for a round robin of books. But there'd have to be a limit due to weight!
You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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.
Kat - Mar 24, 2010 5:48:51 pm PDT #18476 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
meara - Mar 24, 2010 5:49:07 pm PDT #18477 of 30001
Heh. Things I am chanting today-- "My own washer/dryer, my own washer/dryer". "My own garage, my own garage" and "gas stove, gas stove".
Because first I had to deal with one load of laundry on the floor, one in the dryer, and one in the washer, when I wanted to do laundry today (note: that was at noon. As of 6pm, one of the dry loads had been moved--sometime between 5-6pm. At which point, they took half my stuff out of the dryer and THREW IT ON THE FLOOR, apparently to protest. WTF, asshole?? I would've put your stuff in a basket, if you'd left one there! But instead you left it in the room ALL DAY LONG)
Also had a neighbor leave a note on my car in the garage saying I needed to call regarding the damage I did to his car (!?!?!?!). Which...when I finally looked at his car, I was relieved to see there is no way in hell *I* did that to his car. Yes, a black car did it. And yes, there are white scrapes on my car, but...no, I did not hit your car. (He just called me back, and was all "but your car is all dinged up!" and I'm like "Dude, just because my car is shitty doesn't mean I go around hitting your car and lying!")
ARGH.
Amy - Mar 24, 2010 5:50:53 pm PDT #18478 of 30001
Because books.
Depending on the number of people participating, we could set a limit on books per person, I think.
Things I am chanting today-- "My own washer/dryer, my own washer/dryer". "My own garage, my own garage" and "gas stove, gas stove".
Very good things to chant. And your neighbor needs to fucking relax.
Kat - Mar 24, 2010 5:52:37 pm PDT #18479 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Paging Plei! This shirt is screaming to be owned by you: [link]
Meara, congrats on the house.
So I had a huge fuck up. Apparently I didn't call the preschool back fast enough and they gave Noah's spot away already.
Yeah. You called yesterday. I called you back this morning. What?
Barb - Mar 24, 2010 5:52:59 pm PDT #18480 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”
Roaring Forties Blue Cheese.
Nom.
Also, I received my Nubar order. I now have a top coat, a base coat, and a ragingly obnoxious purple. Next, I will have to cease being lazy and actually apply said polishes to my toeses.
§ ita § - Mar 24, 2010 5:53:54 pm PDT #18481 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Kat, my god, this weekend?? Shit, time flies.
eta: SERIOUSLY??? What did the preschool expect???
Jesse - Mar 24, 2010 5:55:37 pm PDT #18482 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
WTF, Kat?
WTdoubleF, meara??
FFS, people.
Lee - Mar 24, 2010 5:55:43 pm PDT #18483 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
What? That's TROLL LOGIC.
Amy - Mar 24, 2010 5:57:00 pm PDT #18484 of 30001
Because books.
Troll logic indeed. They don't give you at *least* 24 hours?!
sarameg - Mar 24, 2010 5:57:53 pm PDT #18485 of 30001
Heh. Things I am chanting today-- "My own washer/dryer, my own washer/dryer". "My own garage, my own garage" and "gas stove, gas stove".
I still do that. And pet them.