::pets Perkins. Offers alcohol::
::does not pet ita, but offers to bap her idiot coworkers with something hard::
I'm a vision of hotliness, and how weird is that? Mystical comas. You know, if you can stand the horror of a higher power hijacking your mind and body so that it can give birth to itself, I really recommend 'em.
Cordelia ,'You're Welcome'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Beverly - Aug 31, 2011 12:18:42 pm PDT #23374 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Toddson - Aug 31, 2011 12:46:27 pm PDT #23375 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
I'm not going to pet ita ! ... but I'd be happy to offer you the blunt instrument of choice so you can bap your cow-irkers yourself. Or hold your coat while you do it bare-handed.
Allyson - Aug 31, 2011 12:47:35 pm PDT #23376 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
I can't focus on this document that needs editing, still.
Please yell at me and tell me to get to work.
Consuela - Aug 31, 2011 12:52:10 pm PDT #23377 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Allyson! GET TO WORK!
::goes back to reading Vorkosigan-fic::
Toddson - Aug 31, 2011 12:54:05 pm PDT #23378 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
oh ... um ... I never thought of there being Vorkosigan-fic. um ... is it any good? or is it enjoyably horrible? in other words, link, please.
aurelia - Aug 31, 2011 12:55:54 pm PDT #23379 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Perkins, that's the sort of day that calls for a "Namaste, motherfucker" t-shirt.
Jesse - Aug 31, 2011 1:01:05 pm PDT #23380 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Ugh, y'all.
My Mom was a little sad that I didn't want kids, but she got over it, and really got over it once my friends started having babies. It turns out that Mom wasn't that invested in the idea of grandchildren, she just liked babies.
Yeah, right about the time my parents might have started bugging me (um, almost 10 years ago now), some of their best friends had a couple of kids, and they were local (which I was not, then), so it all worked out pretty well.
Consuela - Aug 31, 2011 1:06:07 pm PDT #23381 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Toddson--it's quite good, actually. The premise is that, well, in The Vor Game, when Gregor got himself kidnapped by Cavilo, she might have managed to get herself pregnant.
Here's the link: [link]
sj - Aug 31, 2011 1:06:30 pm PDT #23382 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
My mother both wants grandkids and is worried about me actually having them in equal parts, so she pretty much doesn't bug me about it.
Beverly - Aug 31, 2011 1:13:26 pm PDT #23383 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
There have been times in our (very long) marriage when I've been utterly convinced it was the best decision I ever made. We were Meant for each other, Match made in heaven, etc., etc. And there have been times when I've been completely certain it was the worst thing I could ever have done to my life, that I'd forgotten what happy was like and I'd never feel it again. And there were endless reaches of time when things weren't bad, but certainly not good. Sort of grey and vaguely reassuring--if I need backup, it's there, but not in-your-face and glad to be there engaged, either.
To date, I'm not sure where the balance falls, to the good side or the bad. But there're no do-overs, and gods only know what would have happened down that other path, so I have no regrets.
Kids were the next step after marriage, and I'd have been a better parent, older, better for them, better for me, better for the marriage. No do-overs there either, but a few regrets.