oh, Brenda. I'm so sorry.
No, it's shiny! I like to meet new people. They've all got stories...
Kaylee ,'Serenity'
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.
Kat - May 25, 2013 4:44:46 pm PDT #23668 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
sarameg - May 25, 2013 4:45:08 pm PDT #23669 of 30001
I had shiitakes sauteed with a splash of red wine and asparagus again. It's gonna be a regular weekend meal while the local asparagus is available. Simple, nothing to disguise the flavors.
sarameg - May 25, 2013 4:45:33 pm PDT #23670 of 30001
brenda, I'm sorry.
Kate P. - May 25, 2013 4:45:56 pm PDT #23671 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Shit, brenda, that's awful. I'm so sorry.
Dana - May 25, 2013 4:46:41 pm PDT #23672 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I'm sorry, brenda.
-t - May 25, 2013 4:51:58 pm PDT #23673 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 so sorry, brenda. Fuck cancer indeed.
le nubian - May 25, 2013 4:52:40 pm PDT #23674 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Brenda,
oh dear. All I can say is that they have really improved the treatment of prostrate cancer over the years so here is hoping that it is treatable and your father tolerates it well.
I'm sorry.
Sue - May 25, 2013 4:56:55 pm PDT #23675 of 30001
hip deep in pie
I'm sorry Brenda.
Jesse - May 25, 2013 5:13:04 pm PDT #23676 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh shit, brenda. Good luck to your dad!
§ ita § - May 25, 2013 5:22:49 pm PDT #23677 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Brenda, I'm so sorry. I hope he can be appropriately aggressive right back.
Teavana is actually the cheaper of the tea stores in that mall--Lupicia was consistenly pricier for anything I was interested in. I tried the Bird Pick in Culver City and it was opaque and twee and the sales people were kind of like Teavana (well, the Teavana of yore, just pushy, not gross) until they all plotzed over the chihuahuas in the stroller with the prospective customer that came in a few minutes off me.
What's wrong with a store that I can read? Also, I don't take tea as medicine (mostly), so less of the label space dedicated to what it can (not FDA approved) cure me of and more to what it tastes like.
I have yet to find my perfect tea store, clearly. This was so much simpler before I cared. I used to buy apple-flavoured black tea by the scoop from some store on St. Laurent.