Wow, sarameg, what a lot of work.
Most people is pretty quiet right about now. Me, I see a stiff -- one I didn't have to kill myself -- I just get, the urge to, you know, do stuff. Like work out, run around, maybe get some trim if there's a willin' woman about... not that I get flush from corpses or anything. I ain't crazy.
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Calli - Oct 22, 2010 4:14:35 pm PDT #1391 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
§ ita § - Oct 22, 2010 4:42:09 pm PDT #1392 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
80 fucking years of paint. Damn, man. Take a drink and kick back.
DavidS - Oct 22, 2010 4:44:08 pm PDT #1393 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
You fucking pwned those spindles!
You should wrap them in contact paper or something now. Nobody wants to look at wood grain.
kidding!
Aims - Oct 22, 2010 4:44:17 pm PDT #1394 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Gah-damn sara. That's some amazing shit rght there. Nice work, chica.
sarameg - Oct 22, 2010 4:55:06 pm PDT #1395 of 30001
A LOT of fucking paint. Bottom cream (probably lead), a battleship grey, the fucking painters tape blue, more cream and white, more grey, several layers of recent white latex. It was at least a millimeter, maybe one and a half, thick.
I am so having a drink.
The spindle grain is pretty, but I still want to paint it white, so I didn't need to get it completely up, just enough to be a smooth finish. I might put a clear coat on it in case I change my mind someday (to avoid having more paint stain sinking in when I prime and paint.)
Jesus, I have so much more to go (and learn! I'd finally become expert at this stripper thing!)
Steph L. - Oct 22, 2010 5:11:50 pm PDT #1396 of 30001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
The blood spatter manicure looks SO COOL. When I'm sure they're dry (you should see me carefully poking at the keyboard right now), I'll post pictures.
Lee - Oct 22, 2010 5:39:06 pm PDT #1397 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
3 months, 2.75 gallons of stripper, 4 boxes of latex glove, 5 pair heavy duty rubber gloves, at least 5 packages of plastic sheeting, 3 rolls of paper towels (I think,) 3 rolls of masking tape, tweaked tendons, countless ruined manicures, a lot of swear words..and 80 years worth of paint. Gone. [link]
SO COOL!!!
Lee - Oct 22, 2010 5:40:11 pm PDT #1398 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Can someone link me to the blood splatter manicure instructions again?
-t - Oct 22, 2010 5:51:18 pm PDT #1399 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Blood splatter manicure tutorial [link]
Trudy Booth - Oct 22, 2010 5:54:56 pm PDT #1400 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
The codeine-related drugs don't make me feel floaty; they make me feel fine. The niggling worries and pain go away, and I realize how infrequently I feel fine. I hoard my leftovers for the truly horrible days and for days I hurt myself.
Wordy word word.
I've found that "sense of well being" since sans opiates, but the first time I ever truly felt it was after a car accident in an emergency room in the middle of nowhere.
Not quite the same thing, but my mom's brain tumors went undiagnosed because when her migraine meds stopped controlling the pain her doctor wrote her off as drug seeking rather than looking further, even though the symptoms were not right.
Dear GOD. Or, you know, notgod...
What a fucking nightmare.