Well, fuck, lisah.
yes, this. I hope you all can work it out.
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Well, fuck, lisah.
yes, this. I hope you all can work it out.
Baltimore buffistas and other buffistas, you have my sympathy. Wisdom and sanity and health~ma to all.
My "1 pkg" of strawberries turned out to be a full pound. Nice surprise. And yum.
My mother once gave me directions that included, "Turn where the tree used to be."
I have a friend whose very woo mother will say things like "Turn when you feel purple."
I need to make donations today. This is my reminder.
I feel like I give directions like that ("where the tree used to be", not "where you feel purple" which seems hard to tie to geography) but I couldn't think of any examples. Will give my mom directions like "turn towards where we had lunch that time" when I'm riding with her. Internal directions at work, though, are full of things like "over by where A used to sit" or "C's old office". If I end up moving to the other site I won't know where anything used to be, I'll constantly be getting lost.
Strawberries and cream:
As I may have mentioned (because I mention everything) I lost my work-specific coffee cup. Not that there was anything particularly special about it, it's just a purple mug I picked up at last year's sample sale and kept at my desk. I've actually spotted one just like it on a co-worker's desk holding his scissors - he probably bought one at the same time I did but I'm going to ask him just in case mine drifted over there somehow.
Anyway, my point was supposed to be that I have brought in my Troy and Abed in the Morning mug and I feel a little weird about it. First,it's a little more openly fannish than I usually am at work although probably no one will notice. But mostly, no Troy this season, feels a little wrong to break out the mug.
I feel like Boston is the land of giving directions by what used to be there -- to the point that when I first moved back, literally before I got into my new apartment, I had to ask a stranger for directions, and they started with "By where Planet Hollywood used to be" (or maybe it was the Hard Rock Cafe? Now I forget...).
My mom used to commute on Amtrak and knew the conductors and engineers. It really, really fucks them up. Suicide, sure, but from their end they killed someone, and often saw it coming but couldn't stop it. Awful.
Yeah, it fucks up the engineers on Metra trains too.
The previous head of Metra killed himself by jumping in front of a Metra train. Bad management on his part, subjecting his employees to that trauma.
Oh, wow, that's terrible. If you put something like that in a novel it would be called too far-fetched.
My mom used to commute on Amtrak and knew the conductors and engineers. It really, really fucks them up. Suicide, sure, but from their end they killed someone, and often saw it coming but couldn't stop it. Awful.
There was a woman, in Sydney I think, who committed suicide by standing in front of a train in her wedding dress after the engagement fell through. That messed the driver up badly.