During my visit to my parents' I discovered out the reason that my mom's cat was uncharacteristically flinching away from being petted was because I was petting the wrong end. That's what you get when you're effectively a large tribble with a tail and insist on hiding under the bed where I can't see you.
Simon: You are my beautiful sister. River: I threw up on your bed. Simon: Yep. Definitely my sister.
'War Stories'
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.
Matt the Bruins fan - May 25, 2013 12:06:47 pm PDT #23646 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
§ ita § - May 25, 2013 12:50:38 pm PDT #23647 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
One of the guys working at Teavana was going through the pineapple tea and picking out bits to eat. This is grossing me out more and more the more time passes. Like, shit, who does that? Right there on the counter in front of the other staff and the customers? Jesus.
I feel like writing a letter.
le nubian - May 25, 2013 12:56:07 pm PDT #23648 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
That is the grossest shit, ita!
OMG.
I walked into Teavana near my parents house (I know I know, I must have lost my shit) last month and the personnel working there were quite different than what I had been used to over the years. Clearly clearly on drugs (hard shit too, not just weed) and did not give a shit about their job or providing any kind of customer service.
Nor did they give a fuck about selling anything. I don't know what has happened.
Laura - May 25, 2013 1:16:38 pm PDT #23649 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Whoa! That isn't right. So I'm taking a wild guess here that you didn't purchase any of the pineapple tea?
Ginger - May 25, 2013 2:23:43 pm PDT #23650 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
The baby robins have flown out of the nest, but apparently they hop around on the ground for a few days being fed by their parents. Now I'm afraid to let the dog out into the yard by himself.
§ ita § - May 25, 2013 2:27:15 pm PDT #23651 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Was it a better shopping experience, LeN?
So I'm taking a wild guess here that you didn't purchase any of the pineapple tea?
Your stab in the dark hit the heart of the matter. WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU PICKING THROUGH THE PRODUCT??? Why do you not think it's something to hide? Ack.
I don't like the teas with the candied ingredients anyway--they're too sweet for me. I went in for an Earl Grey, and I saw they had an Earl Grey white (successful upsell on the other sales clerk's part), so that's my next try.
I did send a note, BTW. Sheeit.
YogurtLand also messed with me. My matinee ritual is to stop by and get about $1.50 of mixed flavours of frozen yoghurt to take into the movie with me--I did it last week before the 10AM showing of Star Trek. This morning, at the same time, I fiddled with the first lever, and no frozen delights. "We're closed," announced the clerk. "We open at 11." "You were open at 10 last week." "Well, we changed it."
I have an instantaneous dislike towards her now. On the other hand, the Coral Tree hot chocolate I had instead was *great*. A bit too sweet, but the balance between the chocolate and the creaminess was delicious.
AMC has never blinked at any of the food I bring in, and given the length of time it takes them to serve on a Saturday morning, they'd better not. I can leave my house at the advertised start time of the movie and get yoghurt and be in my seat for half the trailers. But if I want a bottled water from AMC concessions, no trailers for me. If I want something hot, I'll miss the start of the movie. And only one guy was idiot enough to bring the food to my seat.
Laura - May 25, 2013 2:31:33 pm PDT #23652 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
I did send a note, BTW. Sheeit.
This was appropriate.
Jessica - May 25, 2013 2:31:44 pm PDT #23653 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
The baby robins have flown out of the nest, but apparently they hop around on the ground for a few days being fed by their parents. Now I'm afraid to let the dog out into the yard by himself.
The neighborhood listserv is in the middle of the annual round of "I saw a dead baby bird, should I call 311 / is it West Nile?" Nope, not West Nile, just a lot of baby birds who can't fly and don't know about the large feral cat population in and around Prospect Park.
Pix - May 25, 2013 2:43:29 pm PDT #23654 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.
ita, have you tried Bird Pick? You should come hang with me in Pasadena sometime and check it out. They have amazing tea drinks, and I've never seen anyone pick through the product.
beth b - May 25, 2013 2:45:55 pm PDT #23655 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
people on fb are showing pictures of dinner - while I smell the chili verde in the crock pot.
It has been a low key day - I did some grocery shopping for a friend who is going through chemo and now matt is help a friend transfer recordings made by her husband ( who passed away a year ago)