Nothing worse than a monster who thinks he's right with God.

Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'


Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

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


Theodosia - Aug 21, 2010 10:43:37 am PDT #19356 of 30001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

Chumley surprised me once by jumping out a first floor window that didn't have the screen down on it. I wouldn't have thought he'd be that brave, or foolish. It was at least a six foot leap... I guess he was motivated.


§ ita § - Aug 21, 2010 10:53:10 am PDT #19357 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I hope Drew is okay and heading out of the hospital by now.

I have not gotten a headstart (or, hey, and kind of start) on anything I'd wanted to do today. I should get moving.

I'm disappointed. The white blouse I bought from Modcloth is transparent enough to clearly show my bra from the back. Since they doubled up the fabric in the front, I'm guessing that's deemed acceptable. I just don't dig it, though.


Sheryl - Aug 21, 2010 11:14:01 am PDT #19358 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"

Timelies all!

Healthma to Drew.

Went to Annapolis with my folks. Walked around the Naval Academy a bit, then got lunch. It's very hot out.


Sophia Brooks - Aug 21, 2010 11:25:24 am PDT #19359 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Much ~ma for Drew and Kristin.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2010 11:39:22 am PDT #19360 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

While cleaning I found more bills. That is really just not good.

mac has a playdate over. They were supposed to be electronic free, but they are watching a movie.

I unpacked another box, emptied out a shopping bag of desk stuff and am halfway through emptying another box. Discovered I have an entire desk drawer of notecards, envelopes, postcards, and greeting cards. ridic.


§ ita § - Aug 21, 2010 11:42:02 am PDT #19361 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Okay, clothes tidied up. That was way too big a job. I wonder if I will actually make it, you know, out of the house.


Amy - Aug 21, 2010 11:46:37 am PDT #19362 of 30001
Because books.

I'm watching Moulin Rouge (and, um, singing along) while sorting and packing. I'm actually making some progress, but man, the urge for a bonfire is still right. there.


msbelle - Aug 21, 2010 11:55:15 am PDT #19363 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I am listing things on craigslist. Nothing of much value, but I'll feel better getting rid of some stuff and getting at least some cash.

captain's bed
concrete pavers
plastic bins


Kat - Aug 21, 2010 12:06:18 pm PDT #19364 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

We have that captain's bed, msbelle. I couldn't sell it because I one of the boards had a hole in it when I opened it and I was too beaten down to go back to ikea.

We went to the Noah's Ark exhibit at the Skirball. It's a solid 90 minute activity (which is amazing for kids, if you think about it). And then we stayed and watched a circus performance troop.

Grace is now asleep and Noah is in bed, of his own volition. K has a belt test at Krav so I'm solo. I wonder what I can do with them this PM.

And, I want to admit it now, it's so much harder to go do things. Sometimes G and her equipment are an insurmountable obstacle!


sarameg - Aug 21, 2010 12:11:16 pm PDT #19365 of 30001

The old dog likes to fuck with me. I now understand why my friends kinda freaked out when they'd find MK upstairs and he didn't wake up when you entered the room. Trajan is like that, cause he's deaf. But I patted him. Nothing. I shook him. Nothing. I shook him harder and grabbed his leg. He cracked an eye and sighed. Then he didn't want to leave the laundry room. So he turned and very deliberately fell into me and flopped on my feet, pinning me to the washer. This is at least 65lbs of dog; the washer was the only thing that kept me upright.

Dinner, then I start stripping.