I got stabbed, you know, right here.

Mal ,'Shindig'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Sheryl - Nov 11, 2009 4:43:12 am PST #18591 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

I have today off. Other than getting lunch, and going to an appointment in the afternoon, I have no plans. Since it is raining, that suits me fine.


Kiba Rika - Nov 11, 2009 4:44:28 am PST #18592 of 30001
I may have to seize the cat.

I'm pretty sure there's not a lot of thinking or planning that goes into most teen pregnancies.

And no matter how aware teens are of the risk of getting pregnant/getting diseases, brain science tells us that they have impulse control issues and genuinely believe they are immortal, so mostly they're not going to worry about the fact that when you have a kid, it's not like you can give it back like you would with a pet that doesn't work out.

I have this in my notes from one of my earliest days of my YA Lit class: "GRACE AND FORGIVENESS ARE VERY IMPORTANT WHEN DEALING WITH ADOLESCENTS!"

This is what I learned in five years of teaching. Which I know is not that long but it's longer than many of the other students in that YA Lit class have had. Some of them are undergrads; some of them are library students who went straight through. They overestimate the willingness of students to obey rules; they underestimate the intelligence of teenagers.

For somebody who was burned out from teaching for so few years, I still have a lot of faith in most teens... I don't know if that's good or bad.


§ ita § - Nov 11, 2009 4:55:55 am PST #18593 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

For somebody who was burned out from teaching for so few years, I still have a lot of faith in most teens...

Well, most teens don't end up pregnant or convicted, just making pretty pedestrian educational-at-best sorts of mistakes. Plenty of time to be dumb as an adult too.


msbelle - Nov 11, 2009 4:56:58 am PST #18594 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

Does anyone know where I put my stamps?

My somewhat educated guess is that they are in a smallish wicker or wooden box-type object.

The furniture guy just came and took away my dresser to fix. YAY!

Now to get busy with getting SOMETHING accomplished today. I think working towards a couple more bins going to the basement is a good start. Then paint stripping.


Jesse - Nov 11, 2009 4:59:03 am PST #18595 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

My somewhat educated guess is that they are in a smallish wicker or wooden box-type object.

You are probably right. Heh.


Laura - Nov 11, 2009 5:14:21 am PST #18596 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

sitting topless in mammography

attempts wolf whistle, remembers I can't whistle

Apparently my older teen son is terrified at the thought of children and has seen plenty of pregnant teens in his life and school. I'm hoping his fear holds strong. The younger one is much more impulsive. Reminds self to have him babysit more.


sarameg - Nov 11, 2009 5:41:55 am PST #18597 of 30001

Today is conspiring to make me look crazy.


tommyrot - Nov 11, 2009 5:50:36 am PST #18598 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Today is conspiring to make me look crazy.

Heh. Me too.

I just broke our client's timesheet entry system (for about 5 minutes).

I thought I'd tested the new dll before I put it in place on the production server....


Steph L. - Nov 11, 2009 6:01:40 am PST #18599 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Does anyone know where I put my stamps?

My somewhat educated guess is that they are in a smallish wicker or wooden box-type object.

Or possibly your wallet?


Dana - Nov 11, 2009 6:34:27 am PST #18600 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Apparently there is a threat of snow showers tonight.

t sulks in a metaphorical corner, wishing she could hibernate