Wesley: We were fighting on opposite sides, but it was the same war. Fred: but you hated her…didn't you? Wesley: It's not always about holding hands.

'Shells'


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.


Dana - Aug 26, 2010 4:45:54 pm PDT #20474 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

It's.... not always that bad?

Oh, don't lie. Yes, it is.


Jesse - Aug 26, 2010 4:50:05 pm PDT #20475 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Sometimes they just want to wreck your sentence construction!


Amy - Aug 26, 2010 4:50:54 pm PDT #20476 of 30001
Because books.

Writing for a living is awesome!

Except when it's really, really not.


Liese S. - Aug 26, 2010 4:56:10 pm PDT #20477 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

I have shown up for rehearsal...and no one is here. If I have the wrong place I am gonna cut someone. AND if I don`t have the wrong place EVERYONE is late!
 
Hahaha...in keeping with the whole bitching about it fixes it theme, two of the people have now shown up. But not the one with the keys..my SO!


Sophia Brooks - Aug 26, 2010 5:01:12 pm PDT #20478 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Health~ma to all that need it.

I say "anyhoodle" often, but I think I may have outgrown Anyhoo.

I was talking to a friend today who lives in a mobile home park-- the kind where you own the doublewide and rent the lot. She has 2 pitbulls. The park has decided that a) you an only have one dog b) that you have to register and pay a fee for your dog, and c) some breeds are forbidden. The list is: Pit bulls, rottweilers, akitas German Shepherds, dobermans, and dog weighing over 90 pounds and BEAGLES.


javachik - Aug 26, 2010 5:06:33 pm PDT #20479 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

I listen to an inordinate amount of radio, and it's mostly the radio hosts who are driving me frakking crazy with the "to be honest, blah blah blah". But I am DRIVEN crazy by a good friend of mine who uses it as often as some people use "like". It's a verbal stammer. He is NOT saying anything that requires any more honesty or frankness than any other subject.


Jesse - Aug 26, 2010 5:09:46 pm PDT #20480 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ha ha ha! On Project Runway, Michael Kors just said, "Quite frankly...."

Edit: Twice!


DavidS - Aug 26, 2010 5:12:36 pm PDT #20481 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

"To be honest" is just a running start at a sentence. It's hard to un-hear somebody else's verbal flab, especially once you become conscious of it, but there aren't many people that speak in well-formed paragraphs.

When I have to speak on the radio I do force myself to excise "kind of" and "sort of" which I use as verbal spacers.


Atropa - Aug 26, 2010 5:13:34 pm PDT #20482 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

WHAT THE FUCK PASSAGE OF TIME????!!!!

I have taken to thinking this VERY LOUDLY whenever I hang out with Princess Tickybox.

I say "anyhoodle" often,

I write it in some of my LJ posts. I should probably make an effort not to.

Sometimes they just want to wreck your sentence construction!

Sometimes the editors want to ask the writers if they've ever HEARD of the style guide! Or shake the project managers while shrieking "Content freeze was last week! No, we will not add that paragraph to every document, and even if we DID, it would not be styled as underlined bold text!"

(Yes, it's been a trying week in technical documentation land.)


Juliebird - Aug 26, 2010 5:17:29 pm PDT #20483 of 30001
I am the fly who dreams of the spider

ION, I dreamed last night that I'd lost sensation in my face to the point where I couldn't open my mouth to breath (1 I hope like fuck it was a dream and 2 thank goodness I'm a nose breather). And then this afternoon I dreamed that I was having heart palpitations so severe that I could feel golf-ball sized lumps jumping out of my chest.