Oh dang. I've been working all day and missed it. Next time?
That's good to hear Matt.
I want to torture you. I used to love it, and it's been a long time. I mean, the last time I tortured someone, they didn't even have chainsaws.
Angel ,'Chosen'
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.
brenda m - Nov 21, 2020 4:47:59 pm PST #97 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Jesse - Nov 21, 2020 4:49:06 pm PST #98 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Hope they get your cat straightened out Volans.
Good news about your aunt, Matt!
Laura - Nov 21, 2020 4:56:00 pm PST #99 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Kitty~ma, Volans.
There will absolutely be a next time because Nilly's daughter is adamant that we do one when she isn't in bed and can participate. So say we all!
sj - Nov 21, 2020 5:02:02 pm PST #100 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
We should do a buffista kids zoom!
Sheryl - Nov 21, 2020 5:04:38 pm PST #101 of 30000
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Adding to the thanks to Shir. It was great to see/hear people. Oh, and the thing Mr. S was yelling about that I exited the chat for? He wanted me to give him the chips that were maybe 5 feet away. Sigh...all too typical of him.
Laura - Nov 21, 2020 5:15:02 pm PST #102 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Mr. S will have to join the Buffista Sprog zoom!
sj - Nov 21, 2020 5:18:05 pm PST #103 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Oh, and the thing Mr. S was yelling about that I exited the chat for? He wanted me to give him the chips that were maybe 5 feet away. Sigh...all too typical of him.
ltc woke me up 6 times while I tried to nap this afternoon. She knew where TCG was every time, and she also knew the answers to all the questions she was asking.
Sophia Brooks - Nov 21, 2020 5:34:09 pm PST #104 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
My friend Maria always laughs about how teaching second graders and college students is SO similar. I used to have a big sign in the costume shop “Ask Three Before Me”, which was basically did you ask your brain, did you ask google, did you ask a coworker? But I still miss my students...
Sophia Brooks - Nov 21, 2020 5:35:47 pm PST #105 of 30000
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Also, thanks so much Shir!
JZ - Nov 21, 2020 6:16:38 pm PST #106 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Thank you so, so, so much, Shir and Nilly! It was beyond good to see and hear everyone. We should, must and shall do it again, and I think Matilda will be very much up to tackling a makeup tutorial or three.
(She just came in from pottering around on Haight Street, and she has scored an absolutely gorgeous Spike-like leather jacket. My little thrifter! I'm almost as proud of that as of her reading lexile.)
And thanks to everyone from the previous thread for being so nice about my kvetching and bellyaching about my exhausting coworker. One of the loveliest things about mostly working from home is that 37 out of 40 working hours a week I get to just buckle down and do my own job and solve my own problems without having to manage anyone else's helplessness. Okay, the surgeons are often helpless, but at least (a) they're usually in the OR and the amount of time they can flail at me is strictly limited, (b) unlike the helpless coworkers, they are literally the bosses of me and my entire job is to do piddly shit for them, and (c) as my manager often points out, they're really really good at fixing tiny babies' hearts, which if you're only going to be really really good at one professional task is a pretty amazing one to be good at.
Thanksgiving will be Hec, Matilda, Emmett, me, and a whole bunch of family via Zoom (except my aunt, who was warned that we would definitely be discussing politics, correctly interpreted that as "gloating over the imminent expulsion of the Mad King," and has chosen to absent herself). But it's gnawing at me more and more that last Thanksgiving was the last. Last with my dad and extended family under one roof, last under that roof, deeply last in that my dad, the roof, the room, the kitchen and all have utterly vanished from this world. Not really something anyone can rationally deal with, so I'm very much not.