Ah, good luck to you guys, Sara.
Harmony: Somebody remembered to pick me up the sweetest unicorn. Guess someone was feeling guilty for standing me up in tenth grade. Brad: What? Had to get her something. She sired me. Peaches: Sire-whipped.
'Beneath You'
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 - Jan 18, 2013 6:24:16 pm PST #8186 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Frankenbuddha - Jan 18, 2013 6:35:28 pm PST #8187 of 30001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Fuck Scrappy! Much job-ma!
On a complete other note, and possibly in the wrong thread, FUCK YEAH, NORA! Go on with your Beer Blogging self!
Liese S. - Jan 18, 2013 6:35:51 pm PST #8188 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, sara, no. C'mon, devi!
Liese S. - Jan 18, 2013 6:36:37 pm PST #8189 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I recorded a song! On my cigar box guitar, 'cause I thought that would be funny as a first thing to do. And it's awesome, although of course the recording itself is horrible. But! Worked!
§ ita § - Jan 18, 2013 6:40:09 pm PST #8190 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Sara, I hope she's just as strong as she needs to be, and then some.
Cutting my hair made me grumpy, which is 180 from normal. But the barber WOULD NOT SHUT UP. So my hair is too long (it's a hair *cut*, not a hair *leave*, fucker), and he trimmed my hairline, and I got a parking ticket because I counted parking spots wrong (it's one of those lots with central pre-payment, and I counted up from neighbouring space 31, not down) and my eyesight is so shot I couldn't read the amount I owed until I got home.
At least, Megan tomorrow. And they better not intend to come to my apartment, even though we'll basically be passing it to get to Rodeo shopping. Because I am not tidying.
shrift - Jan 18, 2013 6:48:29 pm PST #8191 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Scrappy, I don't think there are any openings in your area at the big G in L.A., but if you see anything you want to apply for, let me know: [link]
Cass - Jan 18, 2013 6:51:01 pm PST #8192 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Sara, I hope she's just as strong as she needs to be, and then some.
This. It's very hard to be worried, especially when you were right once before. I do hope she rallies and gets past the URI and there's nothing else scary going on with Devi. Fingers very crossed.
§ ita § - Jan 18, 2013 7:19:53 pm PST #8193 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
If you have a moment (or a few minutes) for some pretty impressive cultural whiplash: [link] I can't think of a more thorough "It's not about you."
Burrell - Jan 18, 2013 8:10:06 pm PST #8194 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Many Devi vibes, sarameg.
The kids have a 3 day weekend, which means I'll need to devote my Monday to them instead of work, but that's OK. We have a friend taking the kids for a double sleepover! I am excited, except I'd be more excited if we weren't invited to come stay for dinner as well. I mean, I like the family and would like to socialize, but as long as you're taking the kids for the night, can you give me the night off?
DavidS - Jan 18, 2013 8:16:37 pm PST #8195 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Dag, I cannot believe I do not have a salty snack in the house. I mean, I don't buy them because we snarf them all up instanter and you start wearing those Smokehouse almonds around your beltline.
But I don't want to make a tiny pan of popcorn, dammit.