BIDs suck. I like Strix's answer to them. I'm sure we can come up with an appropriate filk to Cee-Lo. Not me, though! I'm no good at that stuff at all.
{{Karl}} Good to see you, dude. I'm happy to hold virtual hands with you, any time.
I know I'm a bad poet, but I'm a good man. All I ask is that... is that you try to see me—
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
SailAweigh - Jul 10, 2012 6:03:08 am PDT #16773 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Connie Neil - Jul 10, 2012 6:27:13 am PDT #16774 of 30001
brillig
Today I am battling my BID demons by wearing a sleeveless shirt. Letting my arms hang out. Fuck you, BIDs.
It was amazingly liberating last year when I decided that tank tops were a valid part of my summer wardrobe. This year I'm only wearing sleeves at work--but it's generally a sleeved shirt open over a tank top of a contrasting color. As soon as I hit the out of doors after work, that top shirt comes off. Depending on the bra, I'd be tempted to take the tank top off as well, but certain skin would not be happy exposed to the sun.
smonster - Jul 10, 2012 8:57:56 am PDT #16775 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
So, if I were to have some leftover stuff from my accident, let's say it rhymes with schmexeril, and I were to want to mail that somewhere, oh, for example, New Orleans, what would be the best way to do that?
Well, I've got some for now. sj might be in greater need. But if she doesn't want them, I will gladly accept your tin of Altoids/stuffed animal/random tea.
We're kind of rained out for the day - the weather might be letting up, but it turns out that R made an appt for the kittens this afternoon but can't take them, so that works out.
I hear 'em telling me that I just can't wear that
So I'm like, "Fuck you."
These demons talking in my ear, saying I'm too fat
And I'm like "Fuck you."
They say "If you were thinner, you'd be a winner!"
Well, ain't that some shit. (Ain't that some shit)
These demons won't go away, but I won't let them hold sway
So I'm like, "FUCK YOU."
I could go on. And might.
Typo Boy - Jul 10, 2012 9:06:21 am PDT #16776 of 30001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Smonster, if that is your song, yeah you should make it a whole song. (Not that it could not as it stands, but if you think you come up with more verses great. Then get someone to write music and perform it.)
sj - Jul 10, 2012 9:06:28 am PDT #16777 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Well, I've got some for now. sj might be in greater need. But if she doesn't want them, I will gladly accept your tin of Altoids/stuffed animal/random tea.
No thanks. I don't take them, and I am lucky enough to have excellent prescription coverage (thanks to the Clinton administration deciding that agent orange was responsible for spina bifida and that the American government should do something about that) if I decide to go that way. Last night was just a bad night and I was whiny.
smonster - Jul 10, 2012 9:12:29 am PDT #16778 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Smonster, if that is your song, yeah you should make it a whole song.
It's me filking "Fuck You." Doesn't scan perfectly, but hey.
Okay, cool, sj.
Speaking of pain, I need to go do that excruciating stretch Steph linked before. Who can I punch in the face for this whole hormonal "loose joints, tight muscles" thing? God? Darwin? Rick Scott (just cuz)?
Connie Neil - Jul 10, 2012 9:34:51 am PDT #16779 of 30001
brillig
his whole hormonal "loose joints, tight muscles" thing?
Oh, god, when it feels like someone is taking the Jaws of Life to my hipbones . . .
omnis_audis - Jul 10, 2012 9:41:51 am PDT #16780 of 30001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Gotta love the moral boosting emails of University IT:
This summer we have begun to swap out old staff computers many of which are 7 years old. The oldest machine that is still on a staff desktop is 12 years old running on a single 1.0Ghz processor(about 1/2 the speed of the latest iPhone)!
Zenkitty - Jul 10, 2012 10:18:33 am PDT #16781 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Who can I punch in the face for this whole hormonal "loose joints, tight muscles" thing?
Will punching someone make it stop? 'Cause I could be not a pacifist if that would work.
Karl - Jul 10, 2012 10:33:33 am PDT #16782 of 30001
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
{{omnis}} Congratulations on your new place; may it be the source of many a relaxed evening and the occasional tall tale.
I'm ... ok. Not numb but not really feeling a lot either. Trying to take care of my friends and chosen family and to let them take care of me. And trying not to judge myself too harshly when the thought of getting out of bed makes me want to cry.
Thank you for asking; your kindness and gentle humour have been much appreciated.
Andi and Sail, thank you for the lovely hand-holding thoughts; they make me smile a lot.