I'm gonna go ahead and assume that your love of the macabre was not a surprise to your family.
Not at all. Mom's a psych nurse - there are all sorts of not-for-polite-company remarks that spring to *my* mind in that unfortunate intersection of vocations. Mom just rolls her eyes; my sister punches me in the shoulder.
They (the fam) was delighted that I was staying with them for the PDX Vampire Ball, though - I may be a freak, but I'm *their* freak.
(BTW - nice to meet you StuntHusband. I am Aims, aka The Empress.)
Felicitations, Majesty! :) Good to meet you too.
NOT elaborating on hooks. I'm rarely squicked by anything - dad's a mortician, grew up in the mortuary, reads books like "Stiff" while eating - but yeah. Hooks bad.
If this turns out to be like cow tipping I am going to be
so
pissed off.
I'm relieved the asshooks are not for hanging, but also now am thinking "but then what??"
SH, I can't remember if I took the time to say welcome and that it was nice to meet you in Seattle.
SH, I can't remember if I took the time to say welcome and that it was nice to meet you in Seattle.
Thank you! :)
I have no idea why I stopped reading b.org all those moons ago; y'all are amazing company. :)
Aims, are you studying Chaucer, perchance? Reading CT in Middle English when you understand the whole cunt/quaint thing makes Geoffrey's utter filthiness even more obvious. And fantastic.
I'm not, but my co-worker has a BA in English Lit (specialties in Chaucer and Shales) from Cambridge and she told me.
I think I should scrap my plans to go out this afternoon. I just stuck my head outside for a minute to check the mail and it had me reaching for my inhaler. Hopefully it won't be as bad for babysitting tonight at 8.
What DO you do with a BA in English...
t /Princeton