My husband frequently tries to have important conversations with me after 11pm when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Dude, NO. My brain is SHUTTING DOWN NOW. No information can be gotten, no decisions can be made. Anything you remind me of now will NOT BE REMEMBERED LATER so DO NOT BOTHER.
Could just be a hoax, though. I fake some headaches, everyone gets used to poor helpless Spike. Then one day, no warning, I snap a spine, bend a head back, drain 'em dry. Brilliant.
Spike ,'Potential'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
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.
Jessica - Jan 05, 2021 8:18:27 am PST #1932 of 30000
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
-t - Jan 05, 2021 8:24:02 am PST #1933 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Lincoln's first vice president was named Hannibal Hamlin. No idea if he was also a private detective or a mercenary, but it sounds like he should have been.
How have I never heard of him before? Looked him up in Wikipedia and no mention of his detecting or mercenary activities (although it sounds like he served in a militia while he was Vice President, so there's some potential there) but still pretty interesting. Huh.
Oh, Tep, that is not on. Remember, it's easier to fling out of the solar system than to launch into the sun.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jan 05, 2021 8:27:23 am PST #1934 of 30000
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Also gives the offending party a much longer time to mull over what they've done.
Steph L. - Jan 05, 2021 9:01:49 am PST #1935 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Okay, Tim's alarm is going off. Here we go.
Cashmere - Jan 05, 2021 9:02:14 am PST #1936 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
And we are like “girl, get all the tinder booty you want after the pandemic and we will cheer you on, but we don’t want you to die from COVID because you are “desperate” to hook up!”
If there is ever a time for oninism, it's NOW. Self-love is self-care.
So Wide-Awake Tim tries to have an actual important conversation with me, every. single. fucking. time.
Oliver perches and waits for me to wake up (they tend to rise early). Since I am the only one in the house that also enjoys snuggling they need their morning hugs. But OH-EM-GEE the mental downloads I get from a 14 year old are EXHAUSTING. Especially before I'm coherent or caffeinated.
lisah - Jan 05, 2021 9:09:01 am PST #1937 of 30000
Punishingly Intricate
Recommend you stand outside your bedroom door screaming "FEED ME" over and over again, Steph.
NoiseDesign - Jan 05, 2021 9:15:14 am PST #1938 of 30000
Our wings are not tired
Pix sometimes tries to give me important information in the morning. It usually doesn't work out well.
meara - Jan 05, 2021 9:30:30 am PST #1939 of 30000
Lol I totally want Steph to just stand outside the door screaming “feed me! Food! Food! Food!”
juliana - Jan 05, 2021 9:46:15 am PST #1940 of 30000
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
My husband frequently tries to have important conversations with me after 11pm when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Dude, NO. My brain is SHUTTING DOWN NOW. No information can be gotten, no decisions can be made. Anything you remind me of now will NOT BE REMEMBERED LATER so DO NOT BOTHER.
I tend to go to bed before M, and he, without fail, will call me back in the living room to a) show me something funny or b) ask me about something we talked about a week ago. My dude. My love. I am Going. To. Bed. NOTHING is that funny. Not even Super Troopers. And my brain will not remember anything, because all mental processes are devoted to anticipating the sweet, sweet coziness of Bed. Mmmm, Bed.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 05, 2021 9:55:56 am PST #1941 of 30000
What is even happening?
Teppy, if Tim returns from his unplanned trip to the sun, there's a thing we do (when we remember to). This comment from Jessica brought it to mind:
My husband frequently tries to have important conversations with me after 11pm when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Dude, NO. My brain is SHUTTING DOWN NOW. No information can be gotten, no decisions can be made. Anything you remind me of now will NOT BE REMEMBERED LATER so DO NOT BOTHER.
We have the "10 o'clock rule," although it's a PM rule for us. (We've now known each other for 30 years and have been married for 26 of them, so we'd already learned a lot of this shit the hard way, before we were told about the 10 o'clock rule). You can invoke it to pause/postpone an argument or important conversation, if it crops up at a bad time of night (or day, in your case).
Sometime when you're not mid-launch, it might be worth it to have a talk about how there are certain time blocks (for both of you, I presume), in which you require immunity from talking about big things, and which time you may invoke the X o'clock rule with impunity.
Then, just by saying, "X o'clock rule," the other partner knows it is not the time for this serious, important conversation. There's an emergency exception, of course, like if they're bleeding from the eyes or someone died. Your Eye Blood May Vary.
Caveat: cats, dogs, and small children are rubbish at abiding by the 10 o'clock rule (at least the ones I've known).
Just... if Tim makes it back from his impromptu trip to the sun.
Oh, Tep, that is not on. Remember, it's easier to fling out of the solar system than to launch into the sun.
I always learn so much from Buffistas. Thank you, -t.