Buffy: Dancing with you is way better than trying to hook up with some good-looking guy. Xander: I think I liked it more when you were kicking me in my puffy groin.

'Get It Done'


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.


brenda m - Jan 19, 2011 6:26:23 am PST #17561 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

Oof, no. That just makes me think of how aggravating it is when you wake up and the sheets and duvet are all bunched and tangled up. I'd go crazy.


Sue - Jan 19, 2011 6:28:22 am PST #17562 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I would never get the cats out of that.


Connie Neil - Jan 19, 2011 6:33:25 am PST #17563 of 30001
brillig

I would never get the cats out of that.

And you'd accidentally squish one into a corner and your couch would make that outraged "I'm sleeping here!" noise.


§ ita § - Jan 19, 2011 7:11:44 am PST #17564 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

For ita: [link]

Winter still really sucks (below zero? what is that about?) but they certainly do help.

Apparently there was a furry in outfit at the trans Hasidic wedding. I haven't found anyone that can explain that to me.

I've been looking at some of the pictures, and I think age is making us all look alike. And I've been looking at the SO of the groom's mother, and she's really unreasonably hot. I should stop staring. She was dressed up because the mother had to dress down, and WHOA.

I didn't make any pronoun mistakes, but the groom's sister referred to him by his birth-name, and I was scandalised. RULES, people, RULES.

I think it's a bit awkward for the bride not to tell her family that the groom is trans, but I totally get keeping secrets from your parents. My mother? Horribly scandalised. The cousin we spent the most time with over the weekend? Doesn't get it at all. But she and her sisters did just about everything and then ran back to their mother and told her. She's the weird one, right? Secrets are perfectly cromulent?


DavidS - Jan 19, 2011 7:17:03 am PST #17565 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

The woman who does Hyperbole and a Half was a psycho child, as were her friends:

Whoa! That's like a little horror movie combination of Wicker Man, Let the Right One In and Lord of the Flies.


DavidS - Jan 19, 2011 7:17:30 am PST #17566 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Secrets are perfectly cromulent?

Not the way you do it. You're clearly hiding something.


§ ita § - Jan 19, 2011 7:20:59 am PST #17567 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

You're clearly hiding something.

Well, from you, yes.


Jesse - Jan 19, 2011 7:22:18 am PST #17568 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Yeah, I think secrets are fine, but isn't this religious family giong to be looking for kids from the marriage??


§ ita § - Jan 19, 2011 7:25:28 am PST #17569 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

isn't this religious family giong to be looking for kids from the marriage??

Well, what I just found out shortly before the wedding was that the bride was black and a convert from a Christian family. I totally thought he was marrying a white ethnic Jew. Living on the west coast (that's the reason) has totally isolated me.

However, they do intend to have 5 children. The mechanism has not been revealed yet.

I still want to know how you have a guest dressed as a cow at the wedding, as well as people holding up placards of Adam Lambert, NPH, and Anderson Cooper, and you're keeping some sort of secret from your parents.


Jesse - Jan 19, 2011 7:26:58 am PST #17570 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Man, the weddings I go to are so boring! Holy crap.

And I'm a quarter shy of being able to do a load of laundry. I guess I could go out and buy something for lunch and get some more quarters. But eh.