2 out of 3 forms complete. I am not going to make my self-imposed noon deadline.
Mal: We're still flying. Simon: That's not much. Mal: It's enough.
'Serenity'
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.
msbelle - Oct 13, 2010 7:59:27 am PDT #29355 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
tommyrot - Oct 13, 2010 8:00:31 am PDT #29356 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Well, the cool thing about self-imposed deadlines is you can self-unimpose them.
Liese S. - Oct 13, 2010 8:15:19 am PDT #29357 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I slept in accidentally. But I need to get out there and clear some tumbleweeds, because the SO woke up super early to go out with his former student and cut us some oak! Yay, firewood! I made another little fire last night because I can't help it. I love fires.
Anyway, super busy, so I am missing my swim right now. Damnit. I went yesterday, but they were closed, and gave me a new piece of paper with their schedule that said so. I was pissy, because it takes me an hour to get in and back. So then not only was I killing time like I thought I was going to be afterwards before we played, I was also killing the hour I thought I was going to be swimming. So I went to the library. And then that closed!
And then I freaked some poor lady out, because I'd seen her sitting outside the library, and then I saw her sitting outside by where I parked for the performance, and so I asked her, did she need a lift somewhere. "No," she said, she lived right there, but was thinking. So I left, but went the wrong way, and then also remembered I should bring my music, so I walked past her again, so she moved. Then I walked the right way, which was past her again, but I acted like I didn't see her. And then the SO showed up, so we walked back to the car to get his coat, which was past her once more.
Sorry, lady! I'm not stalking you, just lost!
msbelle - Oct 13, 2010 8:22:58 am PDT #29358 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Well yes, tommy, that is true. But NOW, I am done. HAHAHA. ASNd just waiting for things to print out.
Also? I ated 4 donuts. now feel like ugh. must have salad for lunch.
lisah - Oct 13, 2010 8:25:31 am PDT #29359 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
And I can't even imagine keeping hope up for 17 days before they did.
That's the part that blows my mind!
Ginger - Oct 13, 2010 8:28:04 am PDT #29360 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Newsweek had a graphic about getting stuff to the miners: [link]
Liese S. - Oct 13, 2010 8:29:54 am PDT #29361 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
What rhymes with Derri? Or maybe with bass, the instrument?
§ ita § - Oct 13, 2010 8:30:16 am PDT #29362 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I just boughted a doughnut. What was I thinking? Well, I guess I have to eat it now.
tommyrot - Oct 13, 2010 8:31:29 am PDT #29363 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Liese S. - Oct 13, 2010 8:32:50 am PDT #29364 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Okay, no, what rhymes with authority?