And on the internet nobody knows you're a dog.
Someone had to say it.
Tara ,'Get It Done'
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
And on the internet nobody knows you're a dog.
Someone had to say it.
Will the cheetah in question have a dog? Because that makes a huge difference. To the cheetah and, presumably, anything fighting it. They are huge scaredy cats but they get a lot braver (yay! for breeding program success) with a dog.
This is one of my all-time favorite things to know.
Well dog less cheetahs are sort of useless. So then I'd say Nutty can only win if the cheetah is dogless.
But she already has the Internet supporting her.
Finally, a viable strategy for victory next time a cheetah is attempting to chew my forehead off: "The lurkers support me in e-mail!"
As I put together these quotes, I am pondering questions such as: "Do ita's parents need to know that she may or may not have seen Carrot Top naked?"
Dude, no one does!
I keep thinking how fucking frustrated she'd be to not be able to come set us straight, now that we're introducing new elements to the cheetah story. And it is weirdly comforting to know that I'd know that about her.
It's weird, before I even saw
Please, no one ever believe I'm dead unless I come here and tell you myself.today, I was having one of those mundane dreams, reading the board, and a new ita post appeared that I had just started to read.What jolted me awake was that my brain got really mad at me for even taunting me like that in dreamland because that's the kind of hope I can't have. And I'm a big fan of hope, but that kind is false.
I think I shall watch Les Pacte des Loupes tomorrow, in ita's honor. Or perhaps Crouching Tiger.
Transcendence, I'm telling you. My computer now randomly shuts off when I'm reading this thread.
And you know if anyone could do it, it would be ita.
Oh and she is, Raq. She is.
Those are a few of my happymaking things
Aw. I just turned on the radio to do the dishes to after having dinner with Ellen (Yay Ellen!), and it was a jazz show playing a riff on "My Favorite Things" and it just made me sad.