No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.

Early ,'Objects In Space'


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.


Jesse - Mar 05, 2012 11:30:38 am PST #25313 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

In that situation, the student's family were wondering why his friends didn't make sure he got home safely.

I was going to say that, but honestly, when I was 21, if I got too drunk, I would often just head home by myself. And I often get quiet when I feel out of control (ie, too drunk), so even my friends might not have known that's why I was leaving.

In short, kids are dumb sometimes.


Gudanov - Mar 05, 2012 11:31:32 am PST #25314 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping

Good luck, Sox. I hope things start going better.


Gudanov - Mar 05, 2012 11:38:05 am PST #25315 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping

In that situation, the student's family were wondering why his friends didn't make sure he got home safely.

In high school, I was the kind of person who made sure people got home safely since I didn't drink. That tends not to help one's social status at that age.


brenda m - Mar 05, 2012 11:40:19 am PST #25316 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 was going to say that, but honestly, when I was 21, if I got too drunk, I would often just head home by myself. And I often get quiet when I feel out of control (ie, too drunk), so even my friends might not have known that's why I was leaving.

So much this.


Jesse - Mar 05, 2012 11:45:55 am PST #25317 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

And you know, by the time I was 21, I was a pro at drinking! So we weren't taking so much care of each other anymore, which I don't even mean in a bad way, just that we each believed we were capable of seeing ourselves home safely.


Kate P. - Mar 05, 2012 11:59:20 am PST #25318 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love

At my alma mater, a college student got really drunk and fell asleep on the train tracks. In that situation, the student's family were wondering why his friends didn't make sure he got home safely.

Oh god, that sounds horribly similar to what happened to my brother-in-law. We'll never know what happened that night for sure, but what we do know is that he went out drinking with friends, took the subway home alone, and was subsequently hit by a train -- somehow, he'd fallen onto the tracks, and nobody was around to notice (it was very late). The friend who was the last to see him alive is a really decent, responsible guy, and I know it absolutely tears him up to think about whether he should have done something differently that night -- called him a cab, accompanied him home -- but I'm sure it never even occurred to him that that might be necessary. J. was a big, strong guy and I don't think they'd been drinking crazy amounts, just a regular night out. Sometimes terrible things just happen.


Zenkitty - Mar 05, 2012 12:01:21 pm PST #25319 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

When I was 21, if I was drunk, my friends were drunker. No help at all.


Sheryl - Mar 05, 2012 12:37:23 pm PST #25320 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

It's-nothing ~ma to you, Maria.


tommyrot - Mar 05, 2012 12:50:04 pm PST #25321 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

So, 11 advertisers have dropped Rush Limbaugh, and a radio station in Hawai has dropped Rush's program.


§ ita § - Mar 05, 2012 1:02:11 pm PST #25322 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Triviality to you, Maria!

Problem with having work buds is that sometimes it takes forever to get to the work part of the conversation, and I still haven't finished telling him everything I needed to tell him, because we got distracted by things remarkably resembling dick jokes.

Still, he left Sour Patch Kids on my desk this morning, so he gets leeway.