My love for me now / Ain't hard to explain / The Hero of Canton / The man they call...ME.

Jayne ,'Jaynestown'


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.


Zenkitty - Mar 20, 2011 10:03:16 am PDT #29256 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

I've heard that their fits are erratic because they cut big piles of fabric at once, which is cheaper, but means that the pair at the top of the pile is significantly different than the pair at the bottom. Not sure if that's true.

That's probably true of any manufacturer that churns out clothes in large lots. I have ordered clothes that turned out not to fit, sent them back, re-ordered the same size, and the ones I got the second time fit. Same size, same everything. Buying clothes is a miserable chore sometimes.


Tom Scola - Mar 20, 2011 10:11:35 am PDT #29257 of 30001
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500

Productive day for me today! (relatively speaking, of course). Today I:

  • Cleaned off a huge pile of papers off the table.
  • Took out the trash and recyclables.
  • Cleaned the bathroom.
  • Did dishes.
  • Vacuumed.
  • Went to TJs.

My apartment is clean!¹

¹ Apartment is cleaner, relatively speaking, than its average level of uncleanliness. The apartment cannot be considered “clean” for any absolute measure of cleanliness.


bon bon - Mar 20, 2011 10:25:46 am PDT #29258 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I'm sitting in a deliciously warm apartment in running gear, pretty much unable to do any of the things planned today -- running, laundry, harvest my worm compost, pot my herbs...I mean, technically some of those things I could do, but the complaining is WAY easier.


Consuela - Mar 20, 2011 10:29:27 am PDT #29259 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

It's after noon and I'm still in my PJs, on the futon. The dog would really like me to get off my ass and escort her out. And my laundry basket would also like me to get off my ass.


Liese S. - Mar 20, 2011 10:29:40 am PDT #29260 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Yeah, I'm in favor of when in doubt, complain. Kind of like how I can't put away my laundry or go through boxes today because I was going to do that after I weeded, and I can't weed because it's windy. So, you know, the wind is keeping me from laundry.


bon bon - Mar 20, 2011 10:37:54 am PDT #29261 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Yeah! The laundry machines are inside, but I would have to go outside to get to them, and what if my clean clothes get wet? WHAT THEN?!


Jesse - Mar 20, 2011 10:38:25 am PDT #29262 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I can't do laundry because I didn't get to the bank before it closed yesterday. I am trapped under my cat and wallowing. Soon off to the parents', though.


msbelle - Mar 20, 2011 10:40:15 am PDT #29263 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

The weed killer I sprayed in my lawn before we went out of town on Wednesday did NOTHING! Hate. I need to spray more, but it is too windy today. I could go weed some by hand, but I think I will work inside the house instead. The family we went to visit have a very clean uncluttered, un jam-packed house. Makes me want to get rid of lots and lots of stuff.


WindSparrow - Mar 20, 2011 10:42:00 am PDT #29264 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Dude, CASTLE DRACULA IS FOR SALE. The current owner can't deal with the taxes. Guess how badly I want this, go on, guess. I could even make a quasi-legitimate family claim for it, since we are descended from good ol' Vlad by way of a serving girl.

I would be at least as willing to help you buy Castle Dracula as I am to help Nathan buy Firefly.


Lee - Mar 20, 2011 11:03:08 am PDT #29265 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I should be doing laundry and/or cleaning, but I think I am going to make apple cake instead.