The jeans I'm currently wearing have so much stretch they may actually qualify as jeggings, but they're so comfortable I don't even care. I'm wearing them with a long sweater so it doesn't matter how ass-flattering they may or may not be.
Spike? It's you. It's really you! My therapist thought I was holding on to false hope, but…I knew you'd come back. You're like…you're like Gandalf the White, resurrected from the pit of the Balrog, more beautiful than ever. Oh…he's alive Frodo. He's alive.
Andrew ,'Damage'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
Jessica - Oct 29, 2013 4:45:13 am PDT #10461 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
shrift - Oct 29, 2013 8:36:39 am PDT #10462 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I was fine when we started this meeting at noon, but now I'm ridiculously hungry and need to go to the bathroom.
Consuela - Oct 29, 2013 8:50:30 am PDT #10463 of 30000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
This is some awesome transformative art: The Cell Block Tango as performed by Disney villains: [link]
§ ita § - Oct 29, 2013 8:53:59 am PDT #10464 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Sheeit. I had intended to be back doing full days on my in-office days, but that was assuming I hadn't jacked my ankle back up. Now that I have, I don't even know how much coddling it needs. I took an hour working at home and icing it, but now that I'm in and considering how far away the ice is here, that doesn't seem sufficient for starting out the day.
I dressed all frilly for work in order to boost my morale, but...NSM psychological victory.
These arrived today. I haven't had a chance to see if they fit, and if I can wear them with the borky ankle, but I will daydream all day about what I'm going to wear them with...
shrift - Oct 29, 2013 9:18:45 am PDT #10465 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I'm all in gray today because I dressed to suit my mood, but I'm offsetting the gray with orange shoes and the most epic chandelier earrings that I own.
Ginger - Oct 29, 2013 9:35:31 am PDT #10466 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
This is what the manual says I have to do to reset the system for inspection:
2. Accelerate the vehicle to 55 mph (88 km/h), then quickly release the accelerator pedal completely and keep it released for at least 6 seconds.
3. Quickly depress the accelerator pedal for a moment, then drive the vehicle at a speed of 53 to 60 mph (85 to 97 km/h) for at least 5 minutes.
4. Stop the vehicle.
5. Accelerate the vehicle to 35 mph (55 km/h) and maintain the speed for 20 seconds.
6. Repeat steps four through five least three times
I can't think of any road I could do this on and not get killed.
§ ita § - Oct 29, 2013 9:44:12 am PDT #10467 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I can't think of any road I could do this on and not get killed.
Mall parking lot outside business hours? That's where I did my manual training, with no victims other than the clutch.
Dana - Oct 29, 2013 9:46:28 am PDT #10468 of 30000
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Oh, holy shit, I hate dealing with insurance, how does anyone ever get any kind of medical care in this fucking country?
Ginger - Oct 29, 2013 9:53:31 am PDT #10469 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
There may be a combination of interstate and mall that would work. The dealer suggested a drive I could take and then bring it there to be checked. However, I can't see how that drive would be any different than the 150 miles I've already put on the car.
Theodosia - Oct 29, 2013 10:15:56 am PDT #10470 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Dana, you moved to Texas voluntarily, as I recall, where the state government is actively trying to prevent you from getting it. You have my sincerest sympathy.