I guess Casper is juuust right. (I think so too, but I may be prejudiced.)
Yes, but now you have outside confirmation. That makes it scientific fact.
Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!
River ,'War Stories'
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.
brenda m - May 20, 2010 5:08:31 am PDT #541 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
§ ita § - May 20, 2010 5:24:59 am PDT #542 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I can't find my skirt. That's the only skirt I had in my mental wardrobe for today. I've already picked the top. I'm already wearing the top. Adjustment will be disproportionately difficult if I can't locate the damned thing soon.
Lee - May 20, 2010 5:28:04 am PDT #543 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I overslept, but not by enough that I couldn't have made up the time if I had tried.
I'm pretty sure watching part of the Second David Job doesn't count as trying.
Amy - May 20, 2010 5:29:33 am PDT #544 of 30001
Because books.
I can't find my skirt.
You need to do like Sara, and obsessively lay out your clothes the night before, down to socks, barrettes and/or headband. This follows asking me politely to check the weather, so she can plan appropriately.
sj - May 20, 2010 5:30:33 am PDT #545 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
You need to do like Sara, and obsessively lay out your clothes the night before, down to socks, barrettes and/or headband. This follows asking me politely to check the weather, so she can plan appropriately.
Too cute. How old is she now?
Amy - May 20, 2010 5:31:36 am PDT #546 of 30001
Because books.
She's six, sj. And obsessed with her clothes. It's adorable and ... wearying at the same time.
Jesse - May 20, 2010 5:31:36 am PDT #547 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I overslept, but not by enough that I couldn't have made up the time if I had tried.
I was glad to learn this morning that I can oversleep some and still make my ride to work. Good one!
flea - May 20, 2010 5:32:37 am PDT #548 of 30001
information libertarian
Six!
I wish mine cared at all about the weather. Or about wearing socks so her feet don't stink. Maybe Thomas was dumbfounded by the foot stench.
sj - May 20, 2010 5:32:50 am PDT #549 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
She's six, sj. And obsessed with her clothes. It's adorable and ... wearying at the same time.
At least your not having huge fights with her in the morning to just pick something and get dressed, right?
SuziQ - May 20, 2010 5:34:21 am PDT #550 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
You need to do like Sara,
I wanna be Sara when I grow up. I'm horrible about planning clothing.
13 year old boy version of this is trowing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, mom kicking him back to put on clean jeans, putting on socks and shoes, then standing just outside the front door to gauge the weather. It has to be actively raining or snowing for him to grab anything heavier than a sweatshirt.