I've been out of the abbey two days, I've beaten a lawman senseless, I've fallen in with criminals. I watched the captain shoot the man I swore to protect. And I'm not even sure if I think he was wrong.

Book ,'Serenity'


Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served  

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.


msbelle - Dec 01, 2017 12:34:55 pm PST #19460 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I JUST closed for the month. We are supposed to be closed by 10 am. Luckily this was stuff that was beyond me to fix and not due to my mistakes at all. STILL! I am supposed to leave in 15 min for a massage and I am also NOT supposed to leave until I hear back from corporate that all the closing has cleared invoicing. There is only he slimmest chance that both of those happen.


sumi - Dec 01, 2017 1:10:57 pm PST #19461 of 30002
Art Crawl!!!

Hi all!

I was listening to "Backstory" - subjects: "Men Apologizing, Alabama Primaries and Net Neutrality". They told the whole Grover Cleveland story. . . I had no IDEA. I thought he'd has a child as a result of an affair: he had a child because he raped the child's mother and then had her institutionalized!!!!!

The world is just appalling.

Do I need to ignore history as well as the news? (I am not really being successful at ignoring the news. . . trainwrecks are fascinating._


DavidS - Dec 01, 2017 1:22:39 pm PST #19462 of 30002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

David, I'm gonna try a Sprite chaser tonight with the liquid NyQuil. (All I have are BBQ chips. Nope.)

You're going to need something salty in there or it's not going to work. It's just going to make the Sprite taste bad. Salted nuts? Cheese? (Not salty, I know but a classic palate cleanser)


Sheryl - Dec 01, 2017 1:35:49 pm PST #19463 of 30002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

Ugh. The cold seems to be subsiding, but I wokw up with my right eye bloodshot and puffy. Hopefully it's just irritation...


Jesse - Dec 01, 2017 1:39:11 pm PST #19464 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Jesse, that's a good idea and I thank you for it. I think, knowing myself, going to a meeting like that would just trigger a big ol' PA.

It just feels like you're going to need somewhere to get this stuff out, because it really is Too Much to hold on to alone -- do you have a therapist? (I will drop this now, so no need to post back!)

The world is just appalling.

Do I need to ignore history as well as the news?

Yes and yes. History is way worse than the news.

I am supposed to leave in 15 min for a massage and I am also NOT supposed to leave until I hear back from corporate that all the closing has cleared invoicing. There is only he slimmest chance that both of those happen.

Boooo. I hope you got your massage!!


msbelle - Dec 01, 2017 3:08:20 pm PST #19465 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I GOT MY MASSAGE. I was not cleared to leave, but decided to risk it. Turns out only one field office had issues and it was not me, so HAHAHA. Of course massage lady was like, well you were really wound tight so I couldn't get in the muscles as well as normal. But oh well.


msbelle - Dec 01, 2017 4:22:23 pm PST #19466 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Ok I told y'all about my frustrating work day, but I did not tell you about the nugget of JOY from Mac!

Let's go back to Monday.

Me: let's put the tree up Wed.

Mac: Grumble grumble, put it in your livingroom. I hate you opening the curtains when you put it up.

Me: how about you help me for 30 min on the tree and I won't open the curtains.

Mac: fine

Wednesday we text during the day and I remind him, tree tonight, I really do want your help decorating it.

Wednesday I am home before him, I am just starting to clear the area when he comes home. I move furniture and go get the tree, lights and tree skirt stuff. He sits on the couch puts on headphones and starts playing a game/watching videos. I put on some Christmas music and put the tree together and start stringing the lights. He starts laughing at whatever he is doing more and more. It's obvious to me he is trying to be annoying, he could after all take his computer to his room. As I start on the last string of lights, he gets up to turn on the tv.

Me: really? I'm listening to music.

Mac: I wanna watch.

Me: I really did try to be as considerate with you as possible about this. Choosing a time and only asking for 30 min. You refuse to be considerate of anyone else even for one night. (Background here, Mac has basically sat in a room by himself when we get together with family for Holidays for the last two years. My repeated message is 1) rude 2) We all do things we may not want to for other people, it's called being considerate)

I leave the room and haven't done any more with the tree since. Haven't spoken about it, and really haven't spoken to him much.

Today he texted me "sorry for being a jerk about the tree. I'll help you with it"

!!!!!!

SORRY!

Unprovoked by me starting a discussion about it. I about fell off my chair.


Jesse - Dec 01, 2017 4:23:26 pm PST #19467 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

All right, mac!!


sarameg - Dec 01, 2017 4:37:39 pm PST #19468 of 30002

Well, then!

Didn't get seated on a jury, but got as far as a courtroom for an arson & assault case. Almost stood for the more or less likely to believe police question, but didn't because it sent me down a whole mental rabbit hole of skepticism & participate or subvert or both and weighing plausibility versus supposed authority. All moot, in any case.


-t - Dec 01, 2017 5:49:04 pm PST #19469 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Well, that was a long day. Cash handling, whee. Now I am starving and too tired to out for food so I am eating peanut butter straight out of the jar.