There's a roller derby bout in Madison tomorrow night, Tommy!
One of these days I'll have to catch some roller derby action....
Could just be a hoax, though. I fake some headaches, everyone gets used to poor helpless Spike. Then one day, no warning, I snap a spine, bend a head back, drain 'em dry. Brilliant.
Spike ,'Potential'
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.
tommyrot - Dec 17, 2010 5:05:53 pm PST #11906 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.
§ ita § - Dec 17, 2010 5:08:41 pm PST #11907 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's about time for sorrel and some bacon chocolate. I have meds. Apparently what's supposed to last me through the year, but that'll never happen. However, I will run out in Jamaica, so I'll just have to curl up and suck it up. IN JAMAICA. The possible drug irony is not lost on me.
sarameg - Dec 17, 2010 5:14:09 pm PST #11908 of 30001
Swam, got cash, showed my face at a friends suprise 30th party ( I really did not need to eat that chicken curry. I'd already eaten. But it smelled so goood!) home to make a batch of cookie dough and now I'm pooped. I'm pretty much booked all weekend and it is going to be a bear to get it all done. Which means I ought to do something else, but really, I'm wiped.
Liese S. - Dec 17, 2010 5:14:17 pm PST #11909 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I'm glad you got meds, ita.
So tonight was the first night we got to use my AWESOME NEW TELESCOPE! OMG y'all it is unbelievable. The detail on the moon, even shrouded by clouds, was stunning. AND I saw Jupiter! I am so excited. I have so much to learn. I'm going to try to buy the camera attachment before the lunar eclipse Monday so you can see.
tommyrot - Dec 17, 2010 5:15:27 pm PST #11910 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.
Bus wifi has died. Maybe I'll watch a tv show on my laptop.
Liese S. - Dec 17, 2010 5:18:07 pm PST #11911 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, yeah, I have more cookies to bake, too. We're going to do a batch for the highway workers we've been waving at several times every day. And then we've got baking for the party.
§ ita § - Dec 17, 2010 5:20:07 pm PST #11912 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My cable is out. Why must the ducks keep nibbling at my toes? I don't want to differentially diagnose my entertainment system.
dcp - Dec 17, 2010 5:26:24 pm PST #11913 of 30001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.
Liese, for normal Moon-viewing, a Barlow lens is a good idea. It reduces the brightness while increasing magnification.
§ ita § - Dec 17, 2010 5:26:53 pm PST #11914 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You know that moment when you click on a link and then you process the context and realise you're looking at some stranger's brother's dick?
Yeah, that moment. Why do I haz it? IO9, fer crissakes, is supposed to treat me better than this.
Strix - Dec 17, 2010 5:38:29 pm PST #11915 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I'm pretty sure I've told this, but I have about the least romantical non-proposal story: I had taken my Ambien, and was struck by the pre-sleepy hungries and was eating a bowl of broccoli and cheese in a t-shirt and panties while D was watching...Job Stewart? Probably.
In that weird Ambien-induced haziness, I was chatty and, between bites, asked, "So what do you think about getting married" or some such. And D was all "I was assuming we would. I want to."
I was all CHOMP CHOMP -- "Really?! Oh, that's good." CHOMP CHOMP.
"Um...are we engaged now?" I says.
D ponders. "...Yes? Don't you want a ring, though?"
"Yes, but not this second." Pause of about a minute.
"HOLY SHIT ARE WE GETTING MARRIED?!?!"
"...Er...Yes."
" I LOVE YOU ZOMG FLAIL!!!"
And then I think I maybe posted, and texted a few friends, and then passed out.