A full day indeed!
Sorry, Captain. I'm real sorry. I shoulda kept better care of her. Usually she lets me know when something's wrong. Maybe she did, I just wasn't paying attention...
Kaylee ,'Out Of Gas'
Natter 78: I might need to watch some Buffy for inspiration
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 - Feb 16, 2025 7:16:18 pm PST #5533 of 5698
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
DavidS - Feb 16, 2025 8:05:36 pm PST #5534 of 5698
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
A full day indeed!
And yet I still have so much to do to excavate the Depression Pit of my bedroom.
I keep thinking of 50s television when TV shows would be sponsored by a particular ad client. Like..."My Three Sons is brought to you by Westinghouse. Westinghouse brings good things to life."
That is, I'm thinking of that construction as "Dishes and Laundry are brought to you by Sisyphus. When your task is endless and eternal, you can count on Sisyphus."
I've got a whole cost/benefit analysis going on in my head now about "is it worth it to cook for myself today."
Karl - Feb 17, 2025 2:44:41 am PST #5535 of 5698
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Hec, please hug Jen for me. It was so good to see her in May, and I was very glad it happened before my world fell in.
She can hug you for me at the same time. Convenient, that.
Dana - Feb 17, 2025 7:24:02 am PST #5536 of 5698
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
That is, I'm thinking of that construction as "Dishes and Laundry are brought to you by Sisyphus. When your task is endless and eternal, you can count on Sisyphus."
Sounds like a Welcome to Night Vale ad. I started listening to The Magnus Archives yesterday while packing and then decided I was too suggestible to listen to a horror podcast while alone in my house.
Cold status: So far, unmanifested. Hopefully it's allergies.
Packing status: About 75% of the kitchen is done, which is the big one.
meara - Feb 17, 2025 7:49:51 am PST #5537 of 5698
That’s a lot Dana! For me I think that hardest part would be deciding if stuff was worth packing up, and if not what the heck I wanted to do with it
Dana - Feb 17, 2025 7:55:35 am PST #5538 of 5698
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
We had already done a bunch of de-cluttering. My big win yesterday was to convince husband to get rid of a few mugs, since we have far more mugs than any one household could ever use.
brenda m - Feb 17, 2025 8:46:47 am PST #5539 of 5698
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
So.Many.Mugs.
DavidS - Feb 17, 2025 8:51:57 am PST #5540 of 5698
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Hec, please hug Jen for me. It was so good to see her in May, and I was very glad it happened before my world fell in.
Hugs shall be distributed in a glorious spree of affection.
One of the tiny virtues of having the Garden Apartment is that I can relocate mugs down there so I don't have to look at them, they don't have to take up all my cabinet space and I don't have to decide which ones to get rid of.
The attic serves much the same function except for papers.
DavidS - Feb 17, 2025 9:05:25 am PST #5541 of 5698
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Oat bran: Sleeping on clean sheets! Recommend! Five Stars.
erikaj - Feb 17, 2025 10:56:01 am PST #5542 of 5698
Always Anti-fascist!
No kidding, Hec. Kind of jealous of the Bay Area catpile thing, even though...okay, like, I'm not really ice-maidenly enough not to like spontaneous affection, but as many an old joke would have it, I'd like some notice first. Frustrated with some of my comrades because, although hope is great, and godspeed to anybody holding theirs at this precise moment, because mine is more what Mary Karr would call "double-dog fuck you" than any delicate thing with feathers that comes and sits on your fingers and whatnot(well, okay, maybe a middle finger, heh.) but I hate how often I feel like I have to tell them how performative a lot of disability politics is. The House Disability caucus? Not a real entity, as far as I can tell. It may be a sham. a sham with ham.(Because I'm pretty sure a bunch of halfway nice-for-DC people had some lunch, and *never thought about it again,ever* which I didn't want to believe 2 and a half years ago either, but...you know.) Life is making me pay for my dreamy girlhood by making me be the shitty neighbor who reveals santa isn't real over and over again. Do not like.