I heard that they're going to continue the Fast & Furious franchise past movie 7 and had a split second of, "How will ita feel about that since Paul Walker's death?" Followed a split second later by, "Oh. Yeah. Fuck."

Yeah, whenever I watch a great fight scene, like in Daredevil, I think WWitaSay?

I'm agnostic, but I have a sneaking suspicion her spirit lives on, and she's tickled that we all think of her when critiquing/enjoying fight choreography.

I also thought of her last night when I bought a bottle of Jamaican sorrel iced drink. Which was horrible in an entirely novel way to me, so as I was sputtering I thought "What were the people who invented this smoking—oh, yeah."

ita's sorrel was tasty, and very alcoholic.

Yeah, whenever I watch a great fight scene, like in Daredevil, I think WWitaSay?

I think of her every time I hear a Bob Marley song. I always wanted to get up the nerve to ask what the heck he was singing about in some of them.

I so want to, but I have had a root canal and need two crowns. I have shitty dental insurance, so coming out out pocket $1700 or so.

I'm sorry to disturb ongoing conversations (sadly, I've skipped even in this thread. Though this is one thread I'm sure I'll threadsuck and not only read, but also re-read), but I just wanted to let the lovely and thoughtful Lee know that I have a note from the post office saying that a package is waiting for me.

Thank you.

Oh thank goodness--I was beginning to think it would never get there.

Did anyone ever suck down all the content of her provocateuse sites? I was reminded of them during a FB hot people in bathtubs fest today.

I was beginning to think it would never get there.

Once when I sent a friend in the USA a package (which contained items specific for a certain holiday), it took it around eight (!) months to get there (including getting back to Israel and being sent again - for no apparent reason I could understand - and of course, all the holiday-specific items were completely moot by the time it actually arrived). The Israeli post office is not the best in what it's supposed to do, I'm afraid.

I haven't picked it up yet - I have to coordinate a time in which the post office is open, I am not at work, and both PiBoy and Pi++Toddler are at their kindergarden and daycare respectively. I'm pretty sure I'll cry when opening the package, and I don't want either of them to worry about it if I can help it. (PiBoy has his mind pretty occupied with death as it is, what with both his grandfathers passing away relatively recently, and Pi++Toddler takes it to heart when she even senses that something is not as it should be.[Edit: sorry, I'm not phrasing this right.])

I don't know if it's the right way to deal with this sort of thing, but I'm still far from being able to reasonably process how hard I took ita's death (goodness, I had to type and re-type several times before I could write it down so straightforwardly) - and continue to take it, I'm afraid - myself, and I don't think either of them needs to be burdened with that.

Ahem, where was I? Oh, yes. Lee, the package is here safely. And if I don't get to open it for some time now, it's entirely because of me, and I'm grateful you've sent it. I didn't dare ask for anything, both for the postage as well as because I figured there were so many more Buffistas more deserving of any of that then me. Thank you so much for thinking of me and for doing this - for many of us, as well as for me. Thank you.