poor doggie. poor kat.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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.
Sophia Brooks - May 29, 2010 6:21:48 pm PDT #2569 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Nora Deirdre - May 29, 2010 6:22:20 pm PDT #2570 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oh MAN, Kat. I'm sorry.
bon bon - May 29, 2010 6:31:02 pm PDT #2571 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Heineken? Fuck that shit! Pabst Blue Ribbon!
FTR, I saw what you did there.
Watching the Suns lose to fucking Kobe again tonight. I remember why I stopped watching them before. I can't take the heartbreak.
sarameg - May 29, 2010 6:44:56 pm PDT #2572 of 30001
So I was trying on the dress for tomorrow to pin shit (story of my life) and decided to try on the red dress from the last wedding. OMG, I LOVE that dress. Need to redo the hem because a certain threadpulling oldman cat got to it, but holy shit, that dress. I look helluva lot better in it now (I have much more waiste) than I did a decade ago (after just being goosed): [link] Just may take it with me and a bit of hem glue and scissors.
msbelle - May 29, 2010 6:48:13 pm PDT #2573 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
gorgeous.
sarameg - May 29, 2010 6:53:05 pm PDT #2574 of 30001
The official wedding dress is a faux wrap. Black sheath underneath, sheer black with white polkadots, bell skirt, wrap top with vline ruffles, cap sleeves. Very 40s-ish. I didn't find any new shoes, so I am wearing my hooker platform, open toed, cross-toes, close heel, ankle strap shoes. Which I glued last night.
Amy - May 29, 2010 7:02:05 pm PDT #2575 of 30001
Because books.
Pretty!
I got a little too, uh, relaxed accidetally. SNL sctually seems funny.
Kat - May 29, 2010 7:04:41 pm PDT #2576 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Really pretty, sara!
I'm winding down but still feeling anxious and tense and kinda angry. This does not bode well for dreams.
Last night, or rather between 4 AM and 6 AM I dreamt that I was in Martha Stewart's apartment with her daughters and we had all of this weird shared history. Like I was a family friend. But dream Me didn't get it and I didn't know the shared history so I just kept playing along.
So weird.
msbelle - May 29, 2010 7:11:38 pm PDT #2577 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I tried to go to sleep. didn't take. grrr. house is hot, too, which is not helping.
Daisy Jane - May 29, 2010 7:14:17 pm PDT #2578 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Love that on you!
Smonster needs to move to NO tomorrow. Then I will visit the fam and we'll have a giant party in K's courtyard.