Gunn: You ready? Fred: Is no an acceptable answer?

'Lineage'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Steph L. - Jan 14, 2015 5:54:14 pm PST #15520 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I don't even know how that works. If it's digital, how can there be limited copies?

It's like a license -- they can only lend the number of "copies" they bought. Otherwise publishers wouldn't make money.


Connie Neil - Jan 14, 2015 5:54:49 pm PST #15521 of 30002
brillig

If it's digital, how can there be limited copies?

Publisher limitations. They want you to buy more copies to cover the demand. Plus a lot of library ebooks will go poof after so many check-outs.


askye - Jan 14, 2015 5:59:04 pm PST #15522 of 30002
Thrive to spite them

I've pared down more clothes. I don't go anywhere that needs anything dressy. Even business casual is dressier than my life calls for at the moment. So 2 pairs of pants went in the Goodwill pile. 1 pair because they had "Line dry only" on the tag. Nope. All my clothes have to go in the washer and dyer. Otherwise they'll dry and wrinkle and I don't own an iron and it's too much trouble. I'm also slowly getting rid of most of the clothes I had before I moved, but I had most of those for a few years. There are things like my Buffistas F2F shirt I'll hold on to, even though it doesn't fit at the moment.

Anyway I'm trying to figure out what my personal style is and anything I know doesn't fit into that (or fit on me) is going away.


erikaj - Jan 14, 2015 6:15:10 pm PST #15523 of 30002
Always Anti-fascist!

I'm menstrual, grieving, and just read Rand Paul's latest salvo of bullshit--pity the #tcots tonight. Or, you know, don't. Although the last time I fought one, she was kind of hitting herself(and not cause I grabbed her finger)


smonster - Jan 14, 2015 6:31:25 pm PST #15524 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Steph, Marie Kondo's thing is to choose what to keep rather than what to get rid of, based on whether or not it sparks joy. And folding your clothes to fit your drawers, which is already changing my life. The


Steph L. - Jan 14, 2015 6:40:19 pm PST #15525 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

And folding your clothes to fit your drawers, which is already changing my life.

I learned the "vertical" method of putting folded t-shirts in drawers, which: GAME CHANGER.


smonster - Jan 14, 2015 6:41:13 pm PST #15526 of 30002
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

YES. Total game changer.


Steph L. - Jan 14, 2015 6:43:13 pm PST #15527 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Man, my brain is fried, because I meant to say I learned the vertical method from UFYH. Not super important, but attribution is useful.

That drawer looks so good, I always want to take a picture of it.


beekaytee - Jan 14, 2015 6:44:33 pm PST #15528 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant

I'm kind of excited about the folding chapter.

I already employ Martha Stewart's sheet folding technique such that my linen closet is a joy to behold.

Plus, I fold my t-shirts (which I seldom wear now that I'm not a gym rat anymore) with the fold upwards.

I _think_ I fold well, but I'm always open to learning.

My hangers are all identical, every hanging thing is right shoulder out, and the bar goes from work dresses to skirts, [gap for the set of drawers], black shirts, grey shirts, brown shirts, green shirts, red shirts. I should mention that I have only one brown shirt hanging and only two green and two red.

One drawer is all black tops, one is all grey, one is mixed colors and my socks are all sorted by color and stacked horizontally with the heels all facing in the same direction.

I'm a freak, right?


Zenkitty - Jan 14, 2015 6:47:12 pm PST #15529 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

All of my clothes are piled in an open suitcase in the middle of my bedroom floor, and have been since I got back from Ireland last May.

I am the anti-bonny.