It is. Same birthday as my brother.
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
ita's thread
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
DXMachina - Jan 04, 2017 3:20:24 pm PST #2728 of 3219
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Jesse - Jan 04, 2017 4:33:06 pm PST #2729 of 3219
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, friends. ♥
Jessica - Jan 05, 2017 11:27:52 am PST #2730 of 3219
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
My daughter's birthday, too.
lisah - Jan 05, 2017 5:50:25 pm PST #2731 of 3219
Punishingly Intricate
Also, my nephew's.
Polgara - Jan 10, 2017 9:15:52 am PST #2732 of 3219
Karma is a cat, sleeping in my lap cuz it loves me. ~TS
Today is the two-year anniversary of the day ita died (which is not the same as the day we learned she died). The world has been a little less fun, a little less sarcastic, and a little freer of NSFW links since then. She was truly unique in all the best possible ways, and I'm still amazed I was lucky enough to call her friend, and even more so that she called me friend.
Dana - Jan 10, 2017 10:37:28 am PST #2733 of 3219
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Jesse - Jan 10, 2017 10:45:21 am PST #2734 of 3219
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesus, two years?
-t - Jan 10, 2017 10:52:25 am PST #2735 of 3219
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, and that's the actress that played Rue?
Wistful and sad, now.
WindSparrow - Jan 11, 2017 4:32:14 am PST #2736 of 3219
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
This world just is not the same without her.
Laura - Jan 13, 2017 2:47:22 am PST #2737 of 3219
This too shall pass.
Dear Facebook, I don't need you to remind me. The memories were there already.