Faith: A kid. Angel's got a kid. Wesley: Connor. Faith: A teenage kid born last year. Wesley: I told you, he grew up in a hell dimension. Faith: Right. And what, Cordelia spent her last summer as… Wesley: A divine being. Faith: Uh-huh. Can I just ask--What the hell are you people doing?

'Why We Fight'


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.


§ ita § - Dec 25, 2010 6:03:46 pm PST #13011 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Happy Christmas!

I am down one laptop, apparently, and miserable about it.

Still, it's good to be home, even if I'm completely useless. Turned out we didn't go out for Christmas dinner, but my mother cooked up a storm (pictures at some point, once I work out which computer does what around here) and I am totally full. And will be forever.

Tomorrow morning we head out for the North Coast, to spend a few days at the beach.

Without my laptop...sniff. I had a neurotically codependent relationship with it. I hope it can be repaired, or resuscitates itself overnight magically.


Kat - Dec 25, 2010 6:19:08 pm PST #13012 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

It's raining again. Hard. I hope all of the recycling we have is actually IN the bin so as not to get all bloated from water.

Christmas was good. We had a long skype chat with my mom and we ate ham and green beans. I feel all sated and fat. Or maybe just fat.

Thank god I went to yoga earlier.


Lee - Dec 25, 2010 6:33:46 pm PST #13013 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

What booze should I use to spike my spiced apple cider?


Spidra Webster - Dec 25, 2010 6:35:22 pm PST #13014 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

I think rum would match well. Or brandy.


Typo Boy - Dec 25, 2010 6:35:33 pm PST #13015 of 30001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Rum or Brandy? My family is not picky, so maybe not the best to give advice.

x-post with Spidra.


Lee - Dec 25, 2010 6:36:50 pm PST #13016 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I don't think I have any brandy, so rum it is!


Pix - Dec 25, 2010 6:42:34 pm PST #13017 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

Perkins, I'm a big believer in spiced rum for hot cider. Le yum.


§ ita § - Dec 25, 2010 6:43:07 pm PST #13018 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I'm glad it didn't stop just because I left. I want miss some crap weather too.

Okay, I essentially haven't slept since Friday morning. Lemme go give that a shot.


Sue - Dec 25, 2010 6:43:40 pm PST #13019 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I had hot apple cider with red wine and it was delicious.


Spidra Webster - Dec 25, 2010 6:54:44 pm PST #13020 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

I hope you have a good night's sleep, ita.

Just snuck downstairs to try to get something to eat. Wanted to stick to soup but I needed to get something that didn't take much prep so I wouldn't be in the way in the kitchen. My aunt tried to give me some of her pizzele. If she'd only caught me two days ago. As it was, I remained strong. I had some kinda dry tasteless tenderloin (if people hadn't been watching me, I wouldn't have wasted the calories eating the whole thing).

Kids are screaming their heads off and running around downstairs so I beat a path upstairs again. I'm too tired to do more dress stuff right now so I think I'll watch my Mad Men DVDs and go to sleep in an hour or two.