Mmmmmm, beef and broccoli...
The girl's not playing with a full deck, Giles. She has almost no deck. She has a three.
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Glamcookie - Apr 23, 2013 8:38:53 am PDT #20235 of 30001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
le nubian - Apr 23, 2013 8:41:47 am PDT #20236 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
so, someone hacked the AP twitter account and tweeted that 2 explosions rocked the White House and that Barack Obama was injured.
The stock market dropped like a stone.
I'm not a conspiracy theorist generally, but...someone made a boatload of $$ today.
DavidS - Apr 23, 2013 8:56:32 am PDT #20237 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'm not a conspiracy theorist generally, but...someone made a boatload of $$ today.
I don't think that requires any kind of paranoia to believe.
le nubian - Apr 23, 2013 8:59:40 am PDT #20238 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
hee hee! you know I was linking the two events, which does require at least an average bit of paranoia.
Beverly - Apr 23, 2013 9:05:00 am PDT #20239 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Cuffed jeans are making a comeback, -t?
My sleeping patterns were permanently screwed by waiting to hear Thunderbeetle pull into the driveway past midnight. Or the 67 Cutlass (lisence plate, the inevitable RUFCUT) StY drove. Once they made the driveway I could fall off that precipice into the sweet abyss of sleep. Unless one or the other of them was having an existential crisis and required an early morning counsel-and-cry session.
As long as I was back in bed by 4AM, could be up by 8AM and in to the office by 8:30 (what shower? what makeup), I could function. I got good at it. And I haven't been able to shed functioning on 4-5 hours of sleep ever since.
Dana - Apr 23, 2013 9:06:31 am PDT #20240 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
As soon as I posted that we'd finished packing, we found a cabinet in the kitchen that hadn't been emptied. HA HA, I GET IT, UNIVERSE.
It's fine, though. All good. Proceeding apace.
Beverly - Apr 23, 2013 9:09:50 am PDT #20241 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
The end is in sight, Dana. Sooooon, it will all be a hazy memory as you bask in the *warm* glory of new experiences!
Jesse - Apr 23, 2013 9:10:23 am PDT #20242 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
...At least you are still there? I didn't realize I hadn't moved my coats until I started unpacking. Luckily, I didn't move far.
sarameg - Apr 23, 2013 9:37:22 am PDT #20243 of 30001
I thought about getting a pedicure or going to the plant nursery. Instead, I napped and dreamt I had a dog that looked like a sandfox with a prehensile nose like an aardvaark. It was cute. Then I started to dream about a frustrating Target trip (kept losing my shoes) and decided I needed to wake up.
Zenkitty - Apr 23, 2013 9:46:15 am PDT #20244 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I sure missed a lively few days in Natter. I was in Dallas at a conference and left off social media in order to focus. I'm just as glad I didn't learn anything about the end of the Boston saga until it was over; I'd have been a wreck waiting for the next piece of news.
sara, I'm so sorry about Devi.
That article about the folklore among homeless Miami children was amazing and left me in tears. The Bloody Mary story is definitely more than 20 years old in America, though; I learned about her as a child in the 1970s. We learned it from older kids, and I'm sure the tale didn't begin with them either.
I am exhausted and I don't know why. The trip wasn't especially taxing, and while I did cuddle a baby for a while, I haven't come down with the baby-germ illness. Or maybe I did and it's just manifesting as swollen feet and a wheezing chest. Seriously, I couldn't sleep last night because the sound my own chest was making was keeping me awake. I sounded like a cat whining with every exhale. No coughing, no snot, no nothing but wheezing. I don't know. But I'm tired as fuck.