There are no swords, but possibly a tiny cement mixer truck. I keep wanting to redo the bathroom so I can order "cementitious board". And then I can strew diatomatious earth around.
I have finesse! I have finesse coming out of my bottom!
Anya ,'Showtime'
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 - May 11, 2011 5:07:12 pm PDT #7886 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Steph L. - May 11, 2011 5:18:23 pm PDT #7887 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
but possibly a tiny cement mixer truck.
Even better! RUN OVER ALL THE ANTS!
brenda m - May 11, 2011 5:22:48 pm PDT #7888 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
I'm having flashbacks of an old roommate who spilled kool-aid all over the counter next to the back door and dealt with the problem by throwing a towel on top of it. I came home later and picked up the towel. Big mistake.
sarameg - May 11, 2011 5:26:08 pm PDT #7889 of 30001
Tuesday, my left shoulder ached. I figured I slept funny. Today, it was the right shoulder, same place. I don't sleep on that side. Deep ache, right at the top of the joint, distracting and ibu doesn't touch it. Wondering if I basically overcompensated the right when the left hurt.
I will not countenance swimming being the cause. Damnit.
Kat - May 11, 2011 5:26:08 pm PDT #7890 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I love the visual of zombie diatoms!
I'm on a zombie kick. For the last essay assignment for my AP kids, I'm assigning them this:
Synthesizing at least three sources, write an essay in which you discuss the issues which should be most important to consider when making decisions about surviving the coming zombie apocalypse.
And I even have sources for them!
Kat - May 11, 2011 5:27:16 pm PDT #7891 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
sara, I swam another mile today -- 39 minutes, but cheating with force fins.... but man, force fins get my heartrate up.
I am hellaciously tired. I hope Grace is asleep soon because I'm going to bed.
Kat - May 11, 2011 5:31:38 pm PDT #7892 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Since i'm spamming, jesse, have you seen this: [link]
sarameg - May 11, 2011 5:35:33 pm PDT #7893 of 30001
I can't do fins (they freak me out) but I'm contemplating hand fin things. Cause if I keep my fingers tight, it aggravates the tendons.
Good job! I seem to be slowing lately, and I can't figure out why. Maybe my rhythm is off.
Kat - May 11, 2011 5:36:39 pm PDT #7894 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I love fins! I kept thinking "I wish I HAD actual fins, so that I could always swim this efficiently." Then my calves started burning so I reconsidered.
Plus, how would I find shoes.
Beverly - May 11, 2011 5:45:17 pm PDT #7895 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Inexplicable clown shoes just don't go with everything.