OMG, I might be a genius. So far, for my aunts for Christmas presents I have the Oatmeal book How to Tell if Your Cat is Trying to Kill You, and then I just got them a groupon to a pizza place I think they like. But that's a totally random pair of things. BUT! I'm pretty sure that I saw a cat toy shaped like a piece of pizza yesterday. That would be perfect to tie it all together!
Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Jesse - Dec 03, 2012 1:24:38 pm PST #3046 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Atropa - Dec 03, 2012 1:26:25 pm PST #3047 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
They're making us do equations. I think I want to join people in hiding under desks and being an eggplant.
JZ - Dec 03, 2012 1:29:53 pm PST #3048 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Crossposting from Literary, because I think more people check in here than there:
Random bookish(ish) question - does anyone have access to the London Times Literary Supplement? Or even a stack of the last few months' copies sitting in a TBR pile somewhere nearby? My wonderful uni library, which has subscriptions and online access to practically every periodical you can think of, has finally failed me. All I need is one lousy article, but I can't get to it without paying a preposterous subscription fee.
Consuela - Dec 03, 2012 1:33:27 pm PST #3049 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I have received no texts or phone calls from my parents or the senior community in 45 minutes. I consider that a win (for now).
zuisa - Dec 03, 2012 1:35:57 pm PST #3050 of 30001
call me jacki; zuisa is an internet nick from ancient times =)
Don't take the Sydney - Dallas flight ever in your lives unless you are forced to. Oh. My. Goodness. I had watched five movies and there were still six hours left in the flight.
My layover was an absolute fiasco which included the phrase "these engine parts don't always fail, but when they do, they fail spectacularly" from the pilot.
I then got home and proceeded to sleep for sixteen hours. (I can't sleep on planes no matter how hard I try)
But now, I am HOME and on VACATION and the internet connection at my house is so fast it is making me nervous. I am so used to the painful slowness of satellite internet on the ocean that this broadband feels like dark magic.
§ ita § - Dec 03, 2012 1:47:52 pm PST #3051 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Dark magic is the best kind. Don't let white people tell you different.
I just did an image search on Wentworth Miller, and there's a provocateuse hit on each of the first three rows. I clearly can't monetise for shit. I want to make a million dollars off other people's photos. That seems perfectly reasonable.
Scrappy - Dec 03, 2012 1:58:57 pm PST #3052 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Tomorrow I'm taking the SPHR (fancy HR certification) exam. I need this certification to do serious job-hunting, since a theater degree does not seem to rank very highly in the HR world for some crazy reason. I have been studying a lot, but I moved my test date up so I could go home and visit my mom next week and there is a lot of material to cover. I HAVE FAILED ALL MY PRACTICE TESTS. I am likely going to fail this test which cost a LOT of money to register for and is only given twice a year. Fuck. I am SO looking forward to getting up at 5:45 tomorrow so I can go take a four-hour exam at 7:00am. AND SUCK AT IT. I am not used to failing exam things, as I'm usually a fab test-taker.
Scrappy - Dec 03, 2012 2:12:42 pm PST #3053 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I killed the thread with my whining.
Jesse - Dec 03, 2012 2:14:17 pm PST #3054 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
You could still pass the test! Have no fear! I mean, that definitely won't help, and each test has to have one set of things on it, right? It could be all the things you know, and none of the things you don't. GO SCRAPPY GO
§ ita § - Dec 03, 2012 2:16:09 pm PST #3055 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
If it's any consolation, Scrappy, you just made me knuckle down on an onerous task I'm way behind on.
No, I get that it's not. I hope you get a bolt of inspiration tomorrow, and take what my mother would tell you: Sois sage. Sometimes wise works.
My sister just threw down a gauntlet because I implied (stated outright--they're very similar) that it's not in character for her to send *me* to a clothing site. The precise gauntlet is:
Fuck the two of you. I'm gonna be the best looking bitch at the wedding.
I have ordered the cupcake pink crinoline. I have a black and pink length of ribbon for a choker (I think it came with something from Jilli, but that's the thing about Buffistas--so many senders of cool ribbon!), and just need to finalise the tights situation. Good To Go is impending.
Apparently my mother was also giving her clothing shit. Mummy's wrap up line was:
I gave you self-esteem, but I don't know what you did with it.
Which I think explains her current tetchy attitude. Tsk tsk.