Ooh, that sounds nice, Sue.
I am so excited to have no plans on Saturday, I don't even know.
I miss Oz. He'd get it. He wouldn't say anything, but he'd get it.
Xander ,'Get It Done'
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
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 - Sep 20, 2012 9:36:23 am PDT #22846 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Sue - Sep 20, 2012 9:40:05 am PDT #22847 of 30001
hip deep in pie
I was feeling super pouty about my whole birthday/lack of plans thing yesterday, but I am having a really lovely day. My problem is I always want to celebrate my birthday, but I hate making myself the center of attention.
msbelle - Sep 20, 2012 9:42:29 am PDT #22848 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
A day off relaxing sounds like bliss. Reminds me I need to email other parents about the upcoming no-school day.
Liese S. - Sep 20, 2012 9:44:32 am PDT #22849 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Ha, Sue, that's me too! But good. I'm glad you're having a nice day.
I had a good, but unproductive morning, so now I have to scurry around like a chicken to get stuff done this afternoon. But I can do it! I'm doing it! I'm totally going, right now.
Yeah, who was wanting an onerous task day tomorrow? 'Cause I'll need one then, too.
§ ita § - Sep 20, 2012 9:44:38 am PDT #22850 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My sister does not (clearly) have one hesitation about drawing birthday focus. She was told firmly that the 14th and 16th don't count. The rule for the 15th was that any time you felt like cussing her out, just tell her "Happy birthday" and smile. She was wished many many times, especially by the one cousin (mama bear friend tried to tell everyone to be nice to her..."Fuck that. I'm not being nice to her. I'm never fucking nice to her and I'm not fucking starting now. Fuck off." And, in fact, said cousin complimented my sister's driving and it was the closest to an argument that I saw happen all weekend "T, don't." "M, I'm serious--you're good." "Seriously, stop it." "You're good." "Stop." (whispers) "Told you I couldn't be nice...") but by the 16th people were gleefully cussing her out once again, and she was appropriately pouty.
erikaj - Sep 20, 2012 10:42:00 am PDT #22851 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!
ita, I thought Coupling UK was pretty funny.
billytea - Sep 20, 2012 11:28:51 am PDT #22852 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.
ita, I thought Coupling UK was pretty funny.
I thought it was the funniest damn thing I saw on television the entire four years I was in America.
Consuela - Sep 20, 2012 11:30:17 am PDT #22853 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I am so excited to have no plans on Saturday, I don't even know
I wish! I never have Saturdays off because that's my dad's hiking day and I have to sit with Mom. (I also do their laundry, change the linens, clean the kitchen, straighten the house, throw out spoiled food, make them lunch, and clip the dog's nails.) And I don't get tomorrow off because I'm touring this facility with them, so it's going to be an exhausting weekend in which I earn lots of parental karma-points.
Ah, well. I'll survive: if we can get them into this place a lot of the burden will be carried by the residence staff, and I'll only be on call for medical and financial issues.
Cashmere - Sep 20, 2012 11:43:40 am PDT #22854 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
My new editor said I did an excellent job writing up the police log. Now I just start to insert random Arcata Eye type pieces until I have a well-read blotter.
Happy Birthday, Sue! And Firefly!
§ ita § - Sep 20, 2012 11:57:23 am PDT #22855 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Coupling (UK) was the sitcom that helped me remember sitcoms were funny in the dry period between...Frasier, maybe, and whatever I liked next. But for a while there, I was getting snobby and snotty, and then I'd remember that all the way up until Jeff left kept me really consistently doubled over in half-hour hysterics.