Oh, amyth. I'm so sorry about everything.
Oh, I wish those council guys would let me have an hour alone in the room with her, if I was larger and had grenades.
Willow ,'Storyteller'
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.
Jesse - Jan 20, 2011 8:59:17 am PST #17777 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
brenda m - Jan 20, 2011 9:00:07 am PST #17778 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
In good news, I got a letter in the mail yesterday from a bank I don't bank with. Turned out to be about some Starbucks stock from many years ago when I worked for them and had kind of figured was gone with the wind since I didn't even begin to know how to track it down. Looks like it's currently worth about $4500. Nice! I'm not going to sell it or anything, but maybe this time I'll try to do a better job of keeping track of it.
Consuela - Jan 20, 2011 9:00:12 am PST #17779 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Oh, Amyth, I'm so sorry. {{hairpats}}
Scrappy - Jan 20, 2011 9:16:43 am PST #17780 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
IOgoodN, my mom is arriving tonight! She's had a tough year and this visit is all about being a vacay for her. We have movies, gardening, shopping and trips to look at nice things planned. Plus, she and I always go to the big lefty church in Pasadena [link] on Sunday, so she can get ideas to take back to her less-big lefty church at home [link]
Tom Scola - Jan 20, 2011 9:28:36 am PST #17781 of 30001
hwæt
DavidS - Jan 20, 2011 9:33:41 am PST #17782 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I can't even cry anymore. Not for her, or my brother, or my dog, or anything. I'm just going about my day, working, doing trivial things, surfing the web, waiting to see what happens next.
I'd be worried about how dissociated I am about all this, but I'm too dissociated to give a shit.
I remember that one. I called it The Zombie Shuffle, where you just walk numbly and keep moving.
Remember that whole "Come to San Francisco and get spoiled!" plan? Still on, whenever you can.
Suzi, that hardly seems fair. If Emmett got suspended every time he ever pushed somebody at school he'd be home every day.
He had his Bio final this morning and then they let him out, so he's now on the couch watching Pulp Fiction. We studied for about three hours last night. Though the first part involved a fight when I felt he had wasted half the day instead of preparing, and then I didn't much appreciate him slumping over on the bed, with no energy or focus. But we got past that and covered all ten chapters, and I pointed out the astonishing fact that every chapter has a Review section followed by an Assessment page ("That's code, Emmett, for 'just like the Test'. Answer these questions and you'll be well on your way to a decent grade.")
Good news, brenda! I wish we had better luck trying to cash out JZ's once-forgotten stock. The company got bought and traded three times and nobody wants to pony up the money after nine months of inquiries.
Beverly - Jan 20, 2011 9:37:03 am PST #17783 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
amyth, what Sail and others have said is true. Your brain is cushioning things, because that's a lot all at the same time. I'm so sorry.
That sounds like a wonderful plan, Scrappy. May you enjoy it as much as she.
Suzi, you're a much better mom than I. I would have to tell the kid I thought the school was capricious and unfair in its punitive measures. Although we do have to abide by their rules, they're asshats. And go to the Food Network thing anyway, to cheer you both up. But I was too chickenhearted to be Mean Mama a lot of times (not to hear my kids tell it, of course).
How bad am I that I studied the polish picture for several minutes, ID'ing brands by bottle shape, and where obscured by cap design, and trying to guess colors within each brand? I couldn't wait for the box, and sent a bottle I'll never wear again and I know she loves home with Cass the other day.
Liese S. - Jan 20, 2011 9:38:20 am PST #17784 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Dude! The FBI just showed up at my door!
Beverly - Jan 20, 2011 9:39:14 am PST #17785 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Whyfor?
flea - Jan 20, 2011 9:39:25 am PST #17786 of 30001
information libertarian
In a good way?