Jayne: What're you gonna tell the others? Mal: About what? Jayne: About why I'm dead. Mal: Hadn't thought about it. Jayne: Make something up. Don't tell 'em what I did.

'Ariel'


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.


Burrell - May 13, 2013 9:22:11 am PDT #22331 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Oh and billytea, that xkcd is wonderful! Must share it with the kids when they come home from school.


NoiseDesign - May 13, 2013 9:47:51 am PDT #22332 of 30001
Our wings are not tired

Sigh.

I called mom yesterday for mothers day and it was another conversation that was akin to having a three year old on the phone. She just has days when she is truly not there. I don't really know how often they are. I feel bad about not calling more often, but more often than not I get a minute or two on the phone that goes no where and honestly ends up just making me really sad.

There is also apparently some drama with caregivers and my sister. My sister wasn't there but the weekend caregiver tried to pull me into some of the gossip, or whatever you want to call it. I just don't have the spoons to deal with it. The thing is that means that I end up disengaging.

So yeah, it's the day after mother's day and I'm still upset about it.


Consuela - May 13, 2013 9:57:56 am PDT #22333 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

You guys, I'm about to order food online.

Oh, we did that yesterday for Mother's Day--there's a restaurant in Oakland that just does mac-n-cheese, about ten variations, so we got four orders of that and a big salad, bought it right off the website. So awesome. And I have the leftovers for lunch.

She just has days when she is truly not there. I don't really know how often they are. I feel bad about not calling more often, but more often than not I get a minute or two on the phone that goes no where and honestly ends up just making me really sad.

ND, I'm sorry you are also going through this. Just remember that she's pretty much living in the moment, and so you can help cheer her up a little bit just by talking to her. The downside of course is that she won't remember having talked to you, and she may say things which upset you, but it really isn't about you anymore. She's probably constantly bewildered and upset.

Anyway, two of my brothers called my mother yesterday and got concerned about the confusion she exhibited, but frankly I'd prefer the confusion to the horrible vicious harridan we got between 3 and 6 AM this morning...

And now I'm off to fix my face and catch a bus to work. Hopefully I don't look too much like the walking dead, on four hours of sleep.


§ ita § - May 13, 2013 10:15:13 am PDT #22334 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Jesse, since I know my browser craps out after one submission:

This isn't for goodstuff, it's an amazing (but sad) NatGeo pic: [link]


-t - May 13, 2013 10:15:53 am PDT #22335 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I'm sorry, Noise, that's so hard.

Also sorry you are awake again so soon, 'Suela!


§ ita § - May 13, 2013 11:05:08 am PDT #22336 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I just tried teh nast candy from a co-worker the row over, and for some reason I'd promised to return. So I did, told her menthol and melon didn't belong in the same candy, and that it was very exciting, thanks.

When I got back to my desk I yelled over at her that melon was supposed to be a slow-moving flavour, that's what was wrong with it.

Her new co-worker, who I'd walked past a number of times this morning, asked "Oh, is that the one who yells over all the time? I hadn't put a face to the yelling."

I guess the bit where I'm annoyed at the loud people who moved in to our left should go on the back burner.

Lunch. I should get that from somewhere. And why did I schedule an 8AM meeting for a day I'm going to be at the office???? No, moving that is more important than lunch. I can't possibly do that.


§ ita § - May 13, 2013 11:18:23 am PDT #22337 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I didn't just move the meeting, I HALVED its length. I am invincible. And kinda hungry.

Anyway--does anyone read Surviving The World (.net)? I'm finding him amusing today: [link]


Jesse - May 13, 2013 11:33:21 am PDT #22338 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I just had the best thing happen! On my way to the vending machine, I said to my coworker, "I wish I had a cookie" -- and she handed me one! A little homemade chocolate chip! Just what I wanted! And would not have found in the vending machine.

Sweet.


Consuela - May 13, 2013 12:03:05 pm PDT #22339 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

I've never seen Surviving The World before--this is awesome! (Especially the Boston Red Sox hats.)

ita, thank you for adding something cool to my blogroll. Now if only I can get around to switching my RSS feeds over to another service that can support it fully.

I like this one: [link]


meara - May 13, 2013 12:16:47 pm PDT #22340 of 30001

That's awesome, Jesse! I had a very healthy lunch, and am now thinking that I really want a tiny bit of sweet. But even if I went so far as to go buy something at a store, it would be too much, and I have no self-control, and would eat too much of it. Hrmph.

Also, my ear is all stopped up or weird or something, and I was hoping Sudafed would magically fix it and it hasn't. I'm hoping it's not my ear saying "that shit was TOO LOUD this weekend!" (because it SO was, dear lord, but I didn't have earplugs)