Maybe that means I need to have different conversations?
You could yell "hookers and blow" and then see what kind of conversation ensues.
Excuse me? Who gave you permission to exist?
Cordelia ,'Beneath You'
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.
Ginger - Feb 25, 2011 1:15:07 pm PST #25067 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Consuela - Feb 25, 2011 1:22:42 pm PST #25068 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Okay, taxes filed. I think I need a nap before the dog-walk.
-t - Feb 25, 2011 1:58:07 pm PST #25069 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I have not followed through on my onerous task at all. But in avoiding it I did my grocery shopping, washed a load of dishes, started my chicken and dumplings, and shaped my challah for the next month (all risen now and ready to go in the oven as soon as the tiles heat up). And brought in the azalea so it won't freeze tonight. All of which were kind of onerous for me. So, now a total waste, but not an unqualified success, either.
Calli - Feb 25, 2011 2:03:32 pm PST #25070 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
You could yell "hookers and blow" and then see what kind of conversation ensues.
At the Y? Sadly, I'm thinking the conversation would involve where to turn over my membership card. Although I'm sure the rampaging hordes of 8 year olds would find it interesting and educational.
I bet the dump attendants would have been intrigued, though. Until they realized that the bin I was dumping my chair into wasn't a crime scene of some sort.
§ ita § - Feb 25, 2011 2:07:17 pm PST #25071 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
RIC log complete. I'm going home. I'm done with this.
smonster - Feb 25, 2011 2:17:28 pm PST #25072 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
BLOWERS AND HOOKS!
Hmm, just doesn't have the same ring to it.
My onerous tasks for the evening will be emptying the dishwasher, putting away clothes, and figuring out my OTs for the weekend.
Liese S. - Feb 25, 2011 2:21:57 pm PST #25073 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Doing other slightly less onerous tasks in avoiding the onerous task I'm supposed to do is, like, one of my favorite aspects of onerous task day.
So today, I have done a ton of laptop research, and I just finished clearing off the dining room table, and throwing the tablecloth in the wash. Budget not done yet, and I still have the big attic putting away stuff, but the latter will have to wait until the SO gets done with his hockey game. He's been blazing away today, though, so he totally deserves a little down time.
§ ita § - Feb 25, 2011 2:52:06 pm PST #25074 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I have to clean the glass from my kitchen floor. I think I'm oneroused out.
aurelia - Feb 25, 2011 3:03:55 pm PST #25075 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I found a notary (at my bank, who was very chatty), got groceries, and mailed the pile of papers that had been waiting to be notarized. I also spent too much at Chicago Comics.
Maybe I'll clean the litter box and do dishes before Fringe.
sarameg - Feb 25, 2011 3:09:52 pm PST #25076 of 30001
There was a huge tree uprooted on 39th on the way home. And good thing my trash cans are tied up; as it is, they're knocked over and the lids off.
Good swim tonight. 68 laps in 64 minutes, which is almost a best. With cooldown, 2.1 miles. Friday nights aren't so crowded lately, which is lovely. Spring I session starts next week so we'll see if it lasts.