Eight clementines makes my mouth hurt. I'm good for one. Maybe.
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 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.
Kat - Jan 06, 2011 5:06:50 pm PST #15236 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Ginger - Jan 06, 2011 5:07:41 pm PST #15237 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I put together my new office chair. It has so many adjustments I'm not sure what I want to do.
Amy - Jan 06, 2011 5:07:45 pm PST #15238 of 30001
Because books.
I could do three, maybe. Eight is impressive.
sarameg - Jan 06, 2011 5:08:29 pm PST #15239 of 30001
Over 8 hours?
Doesn't hurt my mouth. Very interesting sensations on the gutworks, though.
Amy - Jan 06, 2011 5:10:03 pm PST #15240 of 30001
Because books.
Oh, I thought you meant in one sitting! Over eight hours, sure.
Kat - Jan 06, 2011 5:15:53 pm PST #15241 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Not even over 8 hours for me. Maybe over 8 days I'd be okay.
msbelle - Jan 06, 2011 6:07:00 pm PST #15242 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
8 clementines might last 3 days at our house, maybe.
oy, today was crazy running around.
So in the last 2 days, between 2 thrift stores I got mac a coat, a lighter weight jacket, a sweater, and 8 long sleeve shirts for about $40.
§ ita § - Jan 06, 2011 6:13:59 pm PST #15243 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm glad that other people have clementine pain. I thought I was a wuss. I can handle three at a sitting, tops, and then I kick myself.
They always go bad on me. Sucks. But I try.
Liese S. - Jan 06, 2011 6:19:45 pm PST #15244 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I could totally eat eight clementines at one sitting. I would regret it, but that would not stop me during the doing of it.
Frozen birdbath. Not froaen. But you all knew that, right? And I think they were accusatory rather than dumb. They usually fly off when I come to the window, but they kept looking at me instead. I was guilted into defrosting, but I`m pretty sure after I walked out there they were too scared to come back.
Part of my great pissiness during this last snow-in was that I missed a chance to buy a full length wool coat in petite for ten bucks. 300 dollar coat for ten bucks because it had a small tear in the lining. Bah.
Amy - Jan 06, 2011 6:25:13 pm PST #15245 of 30001
Because books.
The consignment store in town has incredible stuff for really reasonable prices, but since they don't have a website I keep adding stuff to my ModCloth wishlist, which is about to explode, it's so long.