Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


Lee - Sep 28, 2011 10:47:44 am PDT #28949 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I just shared an elevator ride with one of the associates here, and while I talk to her fairly often, I guess every time I've seen her lately she's been sitting down, because I came very close to saying "OMG you're really very pregnant" to her because she looks like she's about 7 or 8 months along, and I didn't even know she was pregnant.

I'm glad I didn't do that.


§ ita § - Sep 28, 2011 10:50:06 am PDT #28950 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

OMG, there was a woman that looked pregnant in the restaurant the other day drinking a glass of wine. I totally wanted to high five her, but that's presumptuous on top of assuming. With a side order of NOT MY BUSINESS.

No one is pregnant until they tell me, or go into labour in front of me, or possibly both. Note to self.


Cass - Sep 28, 2011 10:54:02 am PDT #28951 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I just turned on my heat. It's supposed to be 70 today. 80 tomorrow. Why does my body, in making antibodies, always decide to feel like crap for a few days? I really need to put work aside for the day or at least a nap. Can't brain - obviously.

Need to put on fuzzy socks. Fuzzy socks make stuff better.


Sparky1 - Sep 28, 2011 10:55:47 am PDT #28952 of 30001
Librarian Warlord

Dear Professors & Deans,

If you plan on violating copyright, please do not ask the librarians to help you. For example, don't say, "But couldn't you just Google me a copy?" because you sound like an idiot.

Signed, Lose my Number, Please

Also, I just burst into tears because someone came in to tell me they thought I did well in an interview yesterday about Sassafras, and that maybe I should get my own show. Tears, because I don't want my own f'ing show, I want my dog.


§ ita § - Sep 28, 2011 10:57:37 am PDT #28953 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

maybe I should get my own show

Wow, that's a huge dose of missing the point. Sorry, Sparky.


JenP - Sep 28, 2011 10:59:46 am PDT #28954 of 30001

Melted witch candy

Those are adorable and actually look super easy.

Oh, Sparky, I'm sorry.


Lee - Sep 28, 2011 11:03:26 am PDT #28955 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Poor Sparky.

If either of us were huggers or even in the same room, I'd probably be hugging you right about now.


§ ita § - Sep 28, 2011 11:03:42 am PDT #28956 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

How to look 'amazing' in pictures. She doesn't mention genetic jiggering, which is probably also useful.


sumi - Sep 28, 2011 11:08:24 am PDT #28957 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Dog driving - the guy who makes the sulkies on Australian tv.


Amy - Sep 28, 2011 11:11:59 am PDT #28958 of 30001
Because books.

Sparky, I'm so sorry. We want you to have Sass back, too.

A reader/blogger created Cold Kiss cookies and sent me some! (She seems like a reputable type, and I've had two and am not dead yet, so.) It's like a tiny, moist coconut cake. NOM.