Yeah, but the thing is you *have* to prepare for the winter, every fucking year. The thought makes me want to cry.
Well, Winter is coming.
Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?
Xander ,'End of Days'
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.
Kat - Mar 03, 2012 6:35:06 am PST #25021 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Nora Deirdre - Mar 03, 2012 6:38:54 am PST #25022 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I hate winter more than anything else except tornadoes.
§ ita § - Mar 03, 2012 6:44:48 am PST #25023 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Kat? Kat? Is that you?
Theodosia - Mar 03, 2012 6:51:40 am PST #25024 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Whereas, Nora, I hate high humidity more than anything else, which probably explains a lot about where we're respectively living.
Maybe I should get on the Move-To-Tucson-Before-I-Die plan already.
Liese S. - Mar 03, 2012 6:54:47 am PST #25025 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Move to Tucson! Tucson is a great town!
Amy - Mar 03, 2012 6:59:54 am PST #25026 of 30001
Because books.
We had the Winter That Wasn't this year, and yet I'm still tired of the cold and the raw and the wet. It's a tossup which I hate more, though -- awful winters or humidity. Ugh, humidity.
Connie Neil - Mar 03, 2012 7:00:46 am PST #25027 of 30001
brillig
Prepare for winter? How? Know where your sweaters are and don't leave the windows open all the time. Yeah, you occasionally have to buy a new snow shovel, but it's not like we need to lay in enough wood for the season and make sure we've got a stocked pantry so we don't eat each other in January after having been snowed in for six weeks.
JZ - Mar 03, 2012 7:02:16 am PST #25028 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I just took the dog out for a walk, and saw a TURKEY. On my street!
Heee! But, yeah, you're not that far from the hills, and there are indeed an impressive lot of wild turkeys in the hills. My dad took Matilda and me to his golf course (just down the freeway a bit from your house), and the grounds were covered with turkeys strutting around and glaring scornfully at us.
Liese S. - Mar 03, 2012 7:03:56 am PST #25029 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Ha, I totally lay in enough wood for the season and stock my pantry, but that has more to do with the fact that canning season is before winter. I need to haul wood again today but I doubt I'll actually do it, the day before my vacation. (Vacation!)
§ ita § - Mar 03, 2012 7:05:54 am PST #25030 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Prepare for winter? How?
I tend to dress differently during the winter than during the summer, as well as need to be sure I can dig out my car, and chip the ice off, and make sure I have AAA membership paid up. It's no coincidence I re-up in January even now. Because I'm too lame to have done it as prep, and did it reactively instead of pro-actively.
But mostly, I need to be mentally prepared to be bone chilled and intermittently wet with cold water, and that can take a month to even get ready for.
...sorry, there was a Hunger Games trailer and I got distracted...where was I?
Right, yeah, the boots come out, the swimsuits go away. And the brains makes its switches