A computer lied to you. That's what they do.
Riley: Oh, yeah. Sorry 'bout last time. Heard I missed out on some fun. Xander: Oh yeah, fun was had. Also frolic, merriment and near-death hijinks.
'Never Leave Me'
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.
Ginger - Sep 08, 2011 6:22:23 pm PDT #25022 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Amy - Sep 08, 2011 6:25:55 pm PDT #25023 of 30001
Because books.
the SYNC system
I read that as the N'SYNC system. Time for bed, I think.
zuisa - Sep 08, 2011 6:27:59 pm PDT #25024 of 30001
call me jacki; zuisa is an internet nick from ancient times =)
Although I feel like an N'SYNC system is something every car really needs to have.
I wonder if it plays Bye Bye Bye to you as you get out the car or something.
brenda m - Sep 08, 2011 6:28:13 pm PDT #25025 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
Well, he didn't specify what music was playing...
sumi - Sep 08, 2011 6:30:31 pm PDT #25026 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
I knitted alot while watching the US Open. And now, my hands are sore. . . sigh.
Matt the Bruins fan - Sep 08, 2011 6:34:07 pm PDT #25027 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
I wonder if it plays Bye Bye Bye to you as you get out the car or something.
If my car started playing NSYNC music at me on its own initiative it would be singing Bye Bye Bye from the dealership I promptly drove it to as a trade-in.
Strix - Sep 08, 2011 6:35:23 pm PDT #25028 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Maria, my dear, if you aren't already dialing R for Rx, your doc will likely be happy to prescribe some nice, small supply of ER anti-anxieties.
I dunno if you're a tough-it-out girl when it comes to drugs, but I have to say, they help a LOT with situational anxiety...and they don't leave you hanging over, either.
Xanax pretty much got me through the last month and a half of school. Just knowing I had one in my purse meant that I could tough it through better some days. And you have been under a shitton of stress.
§ ita § - Sep 08, 2011 6:35:55 pm PDT #25029 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Wow. That was a lot to read all of one day. Sorry to hear about the impending rain damage and the car damage. I hope they both turn out minimal.
Spent the day getting a portacath put in. They really dosed me up with meds because I was having a mondo migraine and they're wearing off now. Now as much fun. I sympathise with Perkins.
Lee - Sep 08, 2011 6:38:31 pm PDT #25030 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Where is your port, ita?
Maria - Sep 08, 2011 6:38:38 pm PDT #25031 of 30001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
Maria, the FPC clause is for minor things. Floods, cancer, and death are legitimately WTF traumatic.
Yeah, but all of this happening to ONE person in the timespan in which it actually happened? If I was reading this in a fic, I'd chastise the author for breaking the chains of believability. It's the reverse Mary Sue. OMG, I'm an anti-trope.
I can't adjust the dash lights's color in my Focus, but I can change the mood lighting's color. Probably the most useless feature in my car. But the first time I do a lot of driving at night I'll probably play with it.
I had a new Explorer as a loaner a few weeks ago, and that tripped me out. Aqua! Purple! Green! Silver! Too many choices. And I'm not a fan of SYNC. It's too complicated for a car. I had trouble figuring it out, and I'm fairly tech savvy. My parents? Would perish on the vine.
We aren't? Dammit, we need to remedy that. Quick, let's run away and join the circus. It can't be any more stressful than what we've been going through.
What about the clowns? Clowns would stress me out.