You do NOT lie over the ocean!
You do NOT lie over the sea!
Wesley: Perhaps the whole point of this experiment is hair. Gunn: I vote he's not in charge.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
Trudy Booth - Jan 14, 2015 6:50:58 pm PST #15531 of 30002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Zenkitty - Jan 14, 2015 6:51:36 pm PST #15532 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Anti-obsessive is probably a better thing to be.
Not when you can't find your socks.
beekaytee - Jan 14, 2015 6:52:09 pm PST #15533 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
You do NOT lie over the ocean!
You do NOT lie over the sea!
I only wish I could laugh at that.
Steph L. - Jan 14, 2015 6:52:09 pm PST #15534 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
my physiology finds it comforting.
I feel that. (Not for the same reason, but...yeah.)
Nora Deirdre - Jan 14, 2015 7:06:10 pm PST #15535 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I have this urge to just-- get rid of a bunch of stuff. And making sweeping changes in my life. I'm not sure if this is part of the grieveing process. Or part of the new year but I just want to -- sign up for martial arts or a drawing class or do something. I've wanted to do that but my schedule and money haven't allowed it. The feeling I've wasted my life has intensified and I want to change that, those feelings have been bubblign around but this has just brought it all forth really strongly.
About 5-6 years ago or so, a huge number of people very close to me died (well, 4, but that was a lot for close family and family-like people in about a year). I realized, in general that life was for living and I couldn't keep trying to stick to any sort of script. This led to moving to New Orleans and then quitting a secure job to be a full time writer.
This shit just clarifies priorities and I urge the examination of any ideas that come up.
With this last spate of mortality reminding (Kara and ita and Mack), I'm just drinking more, which isn't probably the best thing, but I can roll with it for a while before figuring out the next move. Ya know. It's New Orleans, this place is sort of built for that kind of coping strategy, at least in the short term.
PS, I have been drinking.
beekaytee - Jan 14, 2015 7:08:03 pm PST #15536 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
Steph, I actually have something in common with Tim.
Cardboard tubes. Cardboard boxes. Baskets. Plastic bins.
They are mostly well stacked, but yeah. It's a problem.
I've got one painted basket with a cloth liner that I've dragged around my life for no less than 30 years. I just can't ever seem to get rid of it.
Tsk.
beekaytee - Jan 14, 2015 7:12:02 pm PST #15537 of 30002
Compassionately intolerant
My response to the mortality-reordering is bringing me to fantasize about quitting my job with the pet care company.
I won't be rash, but in the face of people with, you know, actual problems, the whole BO issue with the boss makes me wonder what it would take to live without such trivialities.
edited for clarity of intention.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 14, 2015 7:15:12 pm PST #15538 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I recommend rashness.
But again, I have been drinking.
So.
Connie Neil - Jan 14, 2015 7:20:53 pm PST #15539 of 30002
brillig
When I get things more cleared out, I'm going to get rid of dressers and just go with racks. Maybe Ikea type cubbies.
DavidS - Jan 14, 2015 7:33:14 pm PST #15540 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
PS, I have been drinking.
Me too.