You'd pretty much be pouring eggnog onto your cupcakes. It sounds kinda gross.
That still sounds good! Like a custard trifle thing.
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
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 - May 19, 2012 11:09:14 am PDT #5837 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Matt the Bruins fan - May 19, 2012 11:29:38 am PDT #5838 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Just remember not to add beef!
§ ita § - May 19, 2012 11:52:29 am PDT #5839 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It sounds like wet cake to me. You can't have it.
Jesse - May 19, 2012 11:59:29 am PDT #5840 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Mmm...beef trifle.
It sounds like wet cake to me. You can't have it.
OK then forget it.
§ ita § - May 19, 2012 12:01:14 pm PDT #5841 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Whew.
Okay, the first time I did this, it didn't work--but then I actually followed the instructions properly, and whoa, nelly!
Jesse - May 19, 2012 12:10:41 pm PDT #5842 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That's so creepy!
Strix - May 19, 2012 12:13:02 pm PDT #5843 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Now I want trifle. Not beef, though; ewwww.
I swept the deck and as much as the patio as I could do without lawn bags and a shovel (for the MULCH under some of the old leaves.)
I want to seriously do nothing else for the rest of the day. My brain is just flatlined — nothing there.
I wish I had a close friend with a pool. I would totally crash it right now. Area public pools open next Saturday.
About the most strenuous thing I can imagine doing is a self-mani/pedi and maybe a book while laying on the bed. I don't know what to read, though. Maybe "The Night Circus" again —I read it over a period of a couple of weeks, which is very disjointed for me.
It's pretty out here, though! I just need a day off; I'll do some more constructive things tomorrow.
sarameg - May 19, 2012 12:14:27 pm PDT #5844 of 30001
Pan perdu!
Strix - May 19, 2012 12:15:13 pm PDT #5845 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
The bread of perdition?
Jesse - May 19, 2012 12:18:10 pm PDT #5846 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
OK, all the baking is done. All I have left to do before noon tomorrow is frost more cupcakes and make chicken salad. I think I'm going to do one of those in the morning anyway. So I am GO on dinner plans! Sweet.