Tara ,'Get It Done'
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.
I've spend the past week at work wearing my coat on my lap. I hate the cold.
I think I am possibly bad date material, as frankly I want to put off a meetup until after I get back, because I just have too many stupid evening chores and shopping in the next near while to take a night off. But I might. Ehn. Fuck if I'll give up a swim though! I'm not that invested! Possibly another poor sign. Trying not to think too hard about this.
I've been wearing my coat on my shoulders.
OMG, complete nightmare. Cuddling with strangers! Stranger boners! That's ninth level of hell, right there.
Cuddling with strangers! Stranger boners!
I was considering a tasteless joke comparing cuddle parties with rush hour public transportation, but... stranger boners on a train aren't funny when it's happening to you.
I love pimping my friends' work, but am horrible at doing it for me.
Maybe like-minded authors should get together and pimp each other's work. Like, you pimp Barb, and Barb pimps you. Hypothetically.
This would lead to certain authors realizing they're really good at pimping for other authors, and then they would go into business doing that, and then a whole new layer would appear in the publishing cake.
I think I would actually enjoy a cuddle party.
Someone stole a catfood bowl from my front yard. WTF.
No, I will only cuddle with previously vetted people. It's a highly rigourous process, and no cuddle party will ever match it.
I'm with you, ita. I don't think you could get me to a cuddle party to stop an apocalypse.
And now my brain won't stop repeating Stranger Boners on a Train. I'll drown it out by watching Hawaii Five-O.
Maybe like-minded authors should get together and pimp each other's work. Like, you pimp Barb, and Barb pimps you. Hypothetically.
Don't you remember Spy magazine's section "Logrolling In Our Time"?
It paired off marketing quotes from different authors doing just that.
"Stephen King chills me to the bone like no other author." - Peter Straub
"Peter Straub is the scariest motherfucker on planet earth. After Clive Barker." - Stephen King
"I want to flay Stephen King. What? It's a sex thing." - Clive Barker.
I can't even fathom. But I'm also stingy about my hugs with adults.
Raccoons'll do that, Zen. Maybe skunks.
Steal catfood dishes, I mean, not cuddle. I'm not encouraging anyone to cuddle wild fauna.
I would rather go to a full-blown (heh) orgy with strangers than cuddle with strangers.
EW.