Sara, my mum used to get live garter snakes in her lap when I was a kid. Blackie was an awesome cat!
Wash: So, two days in a hospital? That's awful. Don't you just hate doctors? Simon: Hey. Wash: I mean, present company excluded. Jayne: Let's not be excluding people. That'd be rude.
'Ariel'
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.
Juliebird - Oct 06, 2011 3:35:01 pm PDT #655 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
javachik - Oct 06, 2011 3:35:23 pm PDT #656 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Deleted because while I was just trying to give props to something I found really funny, meh.
Juliebird - Oct 06, 2011 3:39:23 pm PDT #657 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
no jokes about my mom's garters, please.
Jesse - Oct 06, 2011 3:42:57 pm PDT #658 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm more and more glad my cat doesn't go outside.
Thanks for saying something, JZ, and my apologies for adding to it.
billytea - Oct 06, 2011 3:44:22 pm PDT #659 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Garter snakes are among the species where the males will at times engage in cross-dressing. (My favourite example thereof is the giant cuttlefish, but garter snakes are pretty nifty too.)
sarameg - Oct 06, 2011 3:46:45 pm PDT #660 of 30001
ita, sorry about the car. It's really hard to get a car dejunked, probably moreso in CA. My brother's worked around it, but dodgily, in AL.
§ ita § - Oct 06, 2011 3:52:24 pm PDT #661 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The firemen are here. There's a fire in unit #11. This week has more excitement than I can handle, straight up.
sarameg - Oct 06, 2011 3:57:45 pm PDT #662 of 30001
Aw, jeez.
DavidS - Oct 06, 2011 3:59:57 pm PDT #663 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
This week has more excitement than I can handle, straight up.
Remember that week you had at the comedy fest in Montreal that one time? I wish you had more of those weeks, and fewer of these weeks.
Juliebird - Oct 06, 2011 4:01:12 pm PDT #664 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
Okay, so I actually disappeared at work today. Stayed late, very tired, got caught up in a dizzying conversation with a wonderful colleague who is unable to reach a conclusion and talks in circles. I am notorious for having a short fuse with this wonderful woman. I like her tremendously, but she also has a tendency to get nervous. I have a tendency to get short-tempered with the symptoms of her nervousness, this makes her more nervous. I actually snapped a pencil in half, muttered "Jesus F***ing Christ" out loud, and then snuck away and went home before I made a public display of what bitch I am. I don't know how to handle this, beyond getting both of us some Prozac. I'm even afraid of having a calm, blunt conversation with her, for fear of agitating her, making her more uncomfortable, and causing even more of the behaviour that frustrates me (namely, talking in circles, inability to form a conclusion, and asking a question and unable to listen to the answer because she's still talking (in circles). She's a totally sweet, wonderful, unnefarious, goodhearted person. With quirks. And I just want to take her face in between my hands and say Shut. The. F***. Up. Maybe punch her for good measure. I was of a mind to smash my iced tea glass in the kitchen just for some relief (and that's my own anger management issue).