Matt, that’s pretty much the problem. We have to set a limit for reading time or ages up all night.
'Objects In Space'
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.
but I didn't talk about when I met Emmett (when we took y'all to a Durham Bulls game) and Matilda (a knitting lesson at the apartment in the Haight, when I was in sore need of getting away from All The People at a tech conference). Editorially, this is totally the right choice, but now I feel urgently like including them in the big love envelope.
Those are both such happy and vivid memories to me. I'm glad I have the pictures of you and Matilda knitting on the couch.
And Bev, you don't just have baby-huffing as a connection with JZ, you also gave us the Christening gown that Matilda was wearing during her baptism. That was such a kind gesture.
When I look back on the baby pictures, it's so fun to see things like the little tiny sweater and hat that Megan (of Hallifax, now Toronto) knit for Matilda, or the dress that vw crocheted for her. The little onesie that Raquel made with Invader Zim's "Perfectly normal human worm baby" on it.
Well said, Strix.
And Vortex, I still haven’t mailed my card and may not ever. So.
I’m in a new role at work that involves managing just one or two people and I cannot get anyfucking thing done myself.
I loved that dress, and was so happy to see Matilda wear it. I don't think I have that photo anywhere I can find it, so if you do, please post it again somewhere and tell me. Not that you need another task right now.
I've still not successfully herded the words onto a card. It's not a thing I can do right now, or indeed, maybe ever. I apologize.
I pretty much cannot with the words right now. I appreciate all of you that can SO MUCH. (ETA and also with the images!) All I keep thinking is that getting more practice with grieving etc is not making me any better at it. Whatever that might even mean, but it's a persistent thought.
And Vortex, I still haven’t mailed my card and may not ever. So.
Ugh, I've had a card sitting on my desk for a week. I didn't get blessed with Jacqueline's talent for words. I'll give it a try again.
All I keep thinking is that getting more practice with grieving etc is not making me any better at it.
No, it doesn't.
I've still not successfully herded the words onto a card. It's not a thing I can do right now, or indeed, maybe ever. I apologize.
Same. I just can't.
In completely other news, I was in Target earlier today and overheard 2 girls who looked about 19-20 discussing groceries, and one of them said: “I have Cheetos and rum.” And I thought, oh yeah, college is back in session!
Somebody else I know told me they weren't "good at" mourning this week. I'll tell you what I told him: Don't think there's a wrong way(I should add, absent lashing out a lot, or self-injury)