Oh amyth’s email is amyth71@gmail.com.
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Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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.
Thanks, smonster!
That's great news about your Dad and your raise, Steph!!!
The feminine of Emeritus is Emerita.
Dana, I think your plans are a relatively safe option so long as those you are spending time with are also.
They are. Groceries and doctors. (Okay, they went to NC, but they were careful, and it's been more than 2 weeks). But honestly, I'm far more anxious about giving it to them than them giving it to me.
That’s amazing news Teppy! Kick ass!
I’m kinda glad basically all those costumes were sold out. Some were amazing, but I haven’t got a spare $500 laying around!
My problem is that as (a) an extrovert and (b) a person who lives alone and has hugged people like three times since March, I’m going more than a little bananas. I am sad I won’t see my family for the holidays but can live with it. But I am so fucking touch-starved, and human-deprived. (Even for me, zoom calls are not the same). Also I’ve eaten way too much sugar and am basically addicted and can’t stop, and am seriously out of shape. Which I don’t love. But see again “so few pleasures in life right now” but also “don’t want to emerge from pandemic and have nobody recognize me”
Teppy, that's fantastic! I totally would have yelled down the phone at that news.
The feminine of Emeritus is Emerita.
flea beat me to it. (People who edit, check me on this: usage depends on the context of where it's being used and the preference of the person being referred to, yes?)
I am so fucking touch-starved, and human-deprived.
meara, I'm so sorry.
I told a friend that in some ways, our Zoom yoga classes are making awareness of touch deprivation worse: a handful of us had reached the "I'ma flop over in your lap for hairpats while I bitch about work for 10 minutes" stage, and seeing them several times a week on a screen drives home the "We're not in the same place, we have no idea when we can safely do this thing in the same place again" reality of it all. A couple of my regular classmates have moved off-island to be closer to their children - I'm cheering that for them and keeping the "Am I ever going to see you again?" wails to myself, but this stinks on ice and I hate it.
ION, living in the future: I kinda feel like USB powered heated fingerless gloves are silly, but my hands become chilled and painful when I'm working, and I need to keep being able to type in spite of that.
Teppy, that's awesome news!
Hi Aims! Good to see your pixels.
Steph., I’m glad you’re getting some good news on the family and finances fronts.