I had a friend in high school, who snooped and discovered he was getting a fringed leather jacket he'd really wanted (hey, it was the 70s). He carefully unwrapped it, tried it on, realized it was the wrong size, took it to the store and exchanged it for the correct size, and rewrapped it. That took balls, IMO.
Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
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That is AMAZING.
Scrappy, I will never be as ballsy as your be-fringed friend.
At some point she also said "Nothing says Christmas like Yippie Ki Yay motherfucker!"
crying-laughing emoji!
They're doing aerial shots of Masada
I once had a dream that Satan fell in love with a girl named Masada, and her love made him compassionate, and that made G-d so angry He tried to kill them with lightning bolts but they got away by hiding inside a mountain. I don't know why I remember that dream.
Has anyone else seen this? photos of animals fished out of the deep sea
Some of those things, I can't tell where the face is. They give me the willies. The space aliens have been here all along.
I never decorate for Christmas, because we always all go to my sister's huge house and she decorates. I'm starting to feel like I want my own holiday decorations. Maybe that's a sign of the depression receding.
I went to a used bookshop once and the three books I bought had been sold to the shop by the clerk. He asked me out for coffee on the spot. (I'd have said yes but the guy I was currently seeing was with me in the shop at the time.)
There's a local used book place that I donate to - they use the profits to fund literacy programs. Periodically, I'll look at the available books when I drop off a bagful ... and I keep finding myself drawn to books that I've donated (or other copies of the same ones). Consistancy?
Maybe that's a sign of the depression receding.
I *love* little signs that your brain is going, "Hey, the fog is lifting! I have an idea!"
I am obsessed with this 'cat dancing' video: [link]
That is an exceptionally tolerant cat. Who will probably poop in its owner's shoe.
I am obsessed with this 'cat dancing' video:
"There's tuna and cream in this for me afterwards. Don't judge."
So I went to bed at 10 pm and slept until 11:30 am. (With a couple breaks to let the dog out and text my coworker about being sick.) Suspect this is a sinus infection: I'm just congested, not particularly sniffly.
Don't think I'm going to go into the office now. I should do stuff around the house, but perhaps I will lounge and finish reading The Obelisk Gate first. Maybe go to Walgreens for meds.