{{{Suzi}}}
It's a peculiar and unpredictable aspect of grief that a kind word can tear the foundations out from under you.
Wow, that is incredibly well put.
Mal: Does she understand that? River: She understands. She doesn't comprehend.
'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.
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 4:45:04 pm PST #5273 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Burrell - Nov 07, 2011 4:46:07 pm PST #5274 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
It can be hard, Suzi. Be gentle with yourself.
Does Truth Or Dare ever go well?
And does anyone IRL play it after high school?
Our go-to take-out restaurant is closed for health violations. Sadness. More than one form of sadness, too. Plus I'm hungry.
Lee - Nov 07, 2011 4:48:00 pm PST #5275 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
So when I got home tonight, I got a good three or four minutes of admiring what a good job the house keeper did with the apartment, before I realized I didn't see Dita, who normally greets me at the door, but didn't, and who was also not under the sofa or the bed or shut in any of the closets and didn't come out when I shook her favorite treat bag.
After a break to FREAK THE FUCK OUT and walk around outside calling her etc, I went back into the bedroom, where luckily I heard a chirp.
Dita had managed to slip into the duvet cover while the house keeper was putting it on, and gotten zipped into it.
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 4:50:29 pm PST #5276 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Dita had managed to slip into the duvet cover while the house keeper was putting it on, and gotten zipped into it.
At least she didn't shred her way out?
Jesse - Nov 07, 2011 4:50:38 pm PST #5277 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Poor walnut-brain Dita.
sj - Nov 07, 2011 4:52:37 pm PST #5278 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Poor Dita!
amyth - Nov 07, 2011 4:53:05 pm PST #5279 of 30001
And none of us deserving the cruelty or the grace -- Leonard Cohen
Yikes, Perkins.
And does anyone IRL play it after high school?
I was gonna say.
smonster, insent.
Steph L. - Nov 07, 2011 4:53:39 pm PST #5280 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Dita had managed to slip into the duvet cover while the house keeper was putting it on, and gotten zipped into it.
I'm laughing, but only because...cats, man. They are improbable creatures. (So says the kitty owner who currently has another tab open with a plug-in heated kitty bed for the cranky old lady kitty of almost 15. To be fair, her bed is on the back of a chair that's against a window, so it's markedly colder than elsewhere in the house, especially [obviously] in the winter. And she's a kittywhore for warmth.)
t edit And I know the *two* cats are going to fight over the bed, and we should just get 2 heated beds, but damn, we aren't made of money!
smonster - Nov 07, 2011 4:55:56 pm PST #5281 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
amyth, watching right now.
§ ita § - Nov 07, 2011 4:56:04 pm PST #5282 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm sorry, Suzi. I had to skim the mother stuff. I feel for you, but I absolutely cannot think about that right now--no pressure not to share. It's on me to avoid.
Uh, I played it either in my last semester of university or after I graduated, FWIW. With university students.
OMG, I just realised I've been having continual "I don't have enough credits to graduate, will they find out?" anxiety dreams. I hope now that I've realised it, they will stop.