I don't know what you do about that, brenda. Lucy never refused food, although weirdly she was never a wolfer (unless it was table food). Our cat, Puck, used to forget where his bowl was when he got really old, and Cortez seems to like someone to be in the kitchen while he eats, but that's all I got.
Buffy: You tossed that vamp like he was a... little teeny vamp. Riley: You wanna go again? C'mon. I bet this place is just teeming with aerodynamic vampires.
'Help'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
Amy - Mar 02, 2012 2:20:28 pm PST #24980 of 30001
Because books.
§ ita § - Mar 02, 2012 2:25:59 pm PST #24981 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It worked ahead of schedule! I got ordained at that site! And then I offered to marry the tennis cousin, and she said no, so I can moan about that for a second or three. Fucking-not-letting-me-marry-them-people.
Liese S. - Mar 02, 2012 2:31:05 pm PST #24982 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Those people need to fucking let you marry them.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2012 2:37:00 pm PST #24983 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
Damn straight. (Or not, as the case may be.)
Hah. I just came across an article that opens thusly:
For most of her childhood, Jenna (not her real name) spent dinnertime staring at a plate of food that she refused to touch. She often was sent to bed hungry, or her parents caved and let her eat the only thing she could get down: French fries.
FML. And I did just cave, sort of. I went by the organic-local-craft grocery and picked up some (organic-local-craft) raw dog food. The ingredient list is kind of staggering: beef, pork, liver, heart, kefir, garlic, nutritional yeast, kelp, molasses, etc. The price also. When it thaws we'll see what we see.
I also picked up some (organic-local-craft) beer just because.
msbelle - Mar 02, 2012 2:40:51 pm PST #24984 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I do not want to be the adult tonight. I wanna not do anything. mac wants the same, but a night of him glued to the screen is not good for him. WAH!
I got a load of laundry in and another up drying.
why no house elves. srsly?
brenda m - Mar 02, 2012 2:41:26 pm PST #24985 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
You deserve a house elf.
Amy - Mar 02, 2012 2:43:07 pm PST #24986 of 30001
Because books.
I would sell a kidney for a house elf, *just* for cat litter, cat hair, dust, and cleaning bathrooms.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2012 2:43:31 pm PST #24987 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
Oh hells yes.
Toddson - Mar 02, 2012 3:53:04 pm PST #24988 of 30001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Brenda, the ingredients for that dog food ... I think I've eaten things with less appetizing ingredients.
§ ita § - Mar 02, 2012 3:56:43 pm PST #24989 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My sister is now talking gently to me in spoon language. Oh, dear. However, I did not have the spoons to talk to her tonight, and for some reason she took that much more clearly than when I tell her I don't have the energy. I'm not sure why that is. I guess it's because a chronic invisible ailment is explicitly tied to the spoon.