(meara, did you get home even without ID?)
Don't belong. Dangerous, like you. Can't be controlled. Can't be trusted. Everyone could just go on without me and not have to worry. People could be what they wanted to be. Could be with the people they wanted. Live simple. No secrets.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Kat - Jan 14, 2015 7:54:54 pm PST #471 of 3173
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
JZ - Jan 14, 2015 7:56:53 pm PST #472 of 3173
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I'm so sorry about your sister, Ailleann. These last couple of months have hammered so many people.
JZ - Jan 14, 2015 7:57:03 pm PST #473 of 3173
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
damn, caught in a double-post. Removing, but so as not to just leave it blank, here is an exchange in COMM about ita:
In Natter:
PC: So I just listened to Amber Benson read about blowjobs, ejaculation, semen, and "pussy blood." It was hilarious.
billytea: Let me guess. She clicked on ita's links.
msbelle - Jan 14, 2015 7:57:20 pm PST #474 of 3173
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
on games and university
"For sheer pissed-offedness, we used to play Illuminati (no one would even take bathroom breaks), or Diplomacy (one turn per week, with plenty of time to negotiate inbetween).
I miss university."
Consuela - Jan 14, 2015 7:57:53 pm PST #475 of 3173
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Oh, Ailleann, I'm so sorry to hear that. That's just awful. Your poor family.
P.M. Marc - Jan 14, 2015 7:59:59 pm PST #476 of 3173
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Hey, you! I was so sorry to read about your sister on FB. Been a rough few months for too many of us. It's good to see you here, though.
msbelle - Jan 14, 2015 8:05:16 pm PST #477 of 3173
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
naps
"Afternoon naps make all the difference. I used to work 7am to 3:30, nap and stay out all night. It was the most fun, but employers like that are hard to find in these parts."
Zenkitty - Jan 14, 2015 8:05:47 pm PST #478 of 3173
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Ailleann, I'm so sorry about your sister and her family! That's unbelievably awful. So much grief, I'm sorry. It is good to see your pixels again, though.
msbelle - Jan 14, 2015 8:08:40 pm PST #479 of 3173
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
"Once, just once I enjoyed playing volleyball. It was a game of discovery. I discovered that I was 6 inches taller than the last time I tried it, and that height makes a difference. I discovered that playing drunk also helps. I discovered that I will not disrobe to score my team more points. And I discovered the joy of trash talking. And that the geeks could kick the asses of the salespeople."
DavidS - Jan 14, 2015 8:08:47 pm PST #480 of 3173
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Hey Ailleann, was just reading your posts back in 2006.
Where I also found ita talking about her sister:
My sister succumbed to the lure of a dress she didn't need yesterday. Priciest dress she's ever bought. She sent pictures last night. Damn, with my whole trying to mix it up a bit I haven't hit a note like that. Cream coloured dress covered in large butterflies. Sheath with an empire waist and large pleats that start mid-thigh. Low round neckline, no sleeves, and the kicker is the bow on the left strap. Oh, and piping. Orthoepy would love the detailing, I swear.
Excellent job.
Just looking at that syntax and language I'm realizing how ita-ish that is.
Plus the sister love.
I woke from a nap today in that liminal state where reality is still a couple degrees behind my conscious waking brain and realized: "Oh no, a Buffista died. ita will be so sad."
Then my rational brain came online.