Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


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.


sarameg - Sep 14, 2011 4:58:05 pm PDT #26294 of 30001

My SIL looks more like my brother than I do. But my brother is very clearly from both sides of the family, though in discrete parts. I'm a weird mix of both sides that doesn't obviously resemble either because almost all of the main identifying features are muddled. Mom & Dad's noses averaged out to a very nice nose. Paternal jawline, maternal cheekbones. Mouth from who knows where. No one else has green eyes. Paternal shoulders and ribcage (damned barrel), maternal hips. I have my dad's legs from the knee down. Feet are SO my father's. My skin alternates between maternal freckling and dark swede tan.


sarameg - Sep 14, 2011 5:04:01 pm PDT #26295 of 30001

I mean, this is me with my family and my paternal grandmother and aunt in 1991 or so: [link] and SIL and brother when Dominic was born [link]


§ ita § - Sep 14, 2011 5:05:36 pm PDT #26296 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It is pronounced like there is a double s in the middle...Sussan. Or even more phonetically, Sussanne.

Is that different from Suzanne?

A friend tried to assure me I both spelt and pronounced my middle name wrong. She wasn't really good at understanding when she was just 100% on the wrong path. My middle name isn't Susan. So I'm under no responsibility to either spell or pronounce it that way. She did that shit a lot.

And tried to sleep with your boyfriend, but I don't think that was related.


sarameg - Sep 14, 2011 5:06:32 pm PDT #26297 of 30001

OH! And one of the pictures of me where I can barely see that it is me: [link] Me and baby D. Not sure if it is the angle or what.


DebetEsse - Sep 14, 2011 5:13:45 pm PDT #26298 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

I spent the better part of a year of Junior High trying to transition to my middle name. It didn't take.


Sue - Sep 14, 2011 5:17:10 pm PDT #26299 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I used to throw kicking, screaming tantrums if someone called me Susie, or Susie Q. Now, I just wish I could.


Steph L. - Sep 14, 2011 5:18:06 pm PDT #26300 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I spent the better part of a year of Junior High trying to transition to my middle name. It didn't take.

When I was 12 I campaigned hard to get the family to call me Stevie. Didn't work.


§ ita § - Sep 14, 2011 5:21:21 pm PDT #26301 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I intended to spend a week being called by my middle name and my father looked so wounded I only really lasted ten minutes.

However, at capoeira I will go by an entirely different name. Just about the only context.

I still want to change my last name to de la O, though.


meara - Sep 14, 2011 5:23:10 pm PDT #26302 of 30001

My circle of friends in college included Big Dan, Little Dan, Drunk Dan, Boston Dan, and Squirrelly Dan.

We had a similar bunch with Phils. Orch Phil, Plant Phil, Gay Phil, Sexy Phil...I think there might've been another one...


Ginger - Sep 14, 2011 5:23:52 pm PDT #26303 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Snarking at the Miss Universe national costumes [link]