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Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes  

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


brenda m - Dec 11, 2010 3:57:45 pm PST #10443 of 30001
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

I found It's a Wonderful Life on NBC. I love this movie so.

Heh. I saw a kind of interesting production of IAWL last weekend, done as a radio broadcast play-within-a-play type thing. Which was interesting but drove home to me how much I do not like that story.


quester - Dec 11, 2010 3:58:49 pm PST #10444 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

megan walker -

Quester, I have a doc of 7-8 favorite slow-cooker recipes I put together for Suzi (I think). Do you want me to send them along?

Yes, please! profile addy is good!

Consuela -

I mostly use my crockpot for steel-cut oats.

I would love to do this. I can't find gluten-free steel cut. I do have some rolled oats, I wonder if they would work. How long do you cook them and at what temperatrure?

ita -

Cool tights.

Oh, yeah! They almost look art deco! Or maybe I just have that on my brain.


javachik - Dec 11, 2010 3:59:27 pm PST #10445 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Bob's Red Mill does gluten free steelcut oats. [link]


§ ita § - Dec 11, 2010 3:59:47 pm PST #10446 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I usually get hit by cramps first. But no clear mood swings. Crampless periods are the worst, except good. I just don't have a regular enough cycle to be anything other than paranoid half the time.

I used to be 28.5 days regular. Those days were golden.

My TiVo is currently recording two Gerard Butler movies for me. These recommendations are THE BEST. Except for the part where I refuse to own up to not liking Mega Movers and Engineering an Empire. I don't want my electronics to judge me. Well, at least not that one. My laptop knows my sins.


brenda m - Dec 11, 2010 4:01:10 pm PST #10447 of 30001
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

I ususally get sort of a - I don't know, rumbly feeling a day or so before so I'm usually prepared. It's not 100% though.


shrift - Dec 11, 2010 4:05:00 pm PST #10448 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

What have I done so far today? Um. Dishes. Laundry. I made roasted brussels sprouts and salmon topped with asiago cheese sauce for lunch. I called my mom, and then started my Christmas shopping. Ate a dark chocolate cupcake that was NOM.

Now I seem to be actively ignoring my Yuletide story while watching stuff that's piling up on my TiVo.


quester - Dec 11, 2010 4:10:30 pm PST #10449 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.

Bob's Red Mill does gluten free steelcut oats. [link]

Good to know! Thanks, java!


billytea - Dec 11, 2010 4:14:39 pm PST #10450 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

I don't want my electronics to judge me. Well, at least not that one. My laptop knows my sins.

Well, sure. You want all your baggage to be portable.


Nora Deirdre - Dec 11, 2010 4:14:49 pm PST #10451 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I've done FUCK ALL today. Nursed a hangover, fetched lunch (sammiches from here) and dinner (curry from here.) That's all. Didn't get out to the Ninth, didn't clean the house, didn't do laundry, didn't change the sheets. Oh, I did write a blog entry though: [link]


msbelle - Dec 11, 2010 4:18:10 pm PST #10452 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I hate buying presents for my dad. ugh.