Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.

Lorne ,'Time Bomb'


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.


Ginger - Dec 08, 2010 3:20:07 am PST #9575 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I don't think you could get me to a cuddle party to stop an apocalypse.

I'd have to have a written contract signed in blood that the only thing that could stop the apocalypse was my participation in said party. Also, the contract should include a lot of money and maybe a parade.


Pix - Dec 08, 2010 3:55:06 am PST #9576 of 30001
The status is NOT quo.

What Ginger and Cass said, re: cuddle party. t shudder

I'm so sorry your meds aren't working, ita.

D and I watched American Top Gear and decided that while it cannot possibly be as brilliant as the British version, the car on ski slope and blindsrifting competition were pretty damned awesome.


msbelle - Dec 08, 2010 4:26:26 am PST #9577 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

despite my love of hugging the hug adverse buffistas, I would probably get in a fist fight at a cuddle party.

I don't feel great this morning. want to sleep.

sara and Kat - can you do some of your shopping online? Can you send me a list and I do it for you. While I am anxiety free and not overwhelmed schedule-wise, I could help out. My Holiday season is pretty laid-back thus far. If I can get the house really cleaned up in the next week, I will be golden.


§ ita § - Dec 08, 2010 4:40:44 am PST #9578 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I know what sleep I got last night was better than not sleeping, but did my dreams have to be so horrific? One extended monster-movie disaster-zone we're-all-gonna-die cast-yourself-into-the-cold-void-of-space bad. Sheesh. I'm all unsettled now.


msbelle - Dec 08, 2010 4:46:37 am PST #9579 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

we can cuddle.


sarameg - Dec 08, 2010 4:49:34 am PST #9580 of 30001

I'm wearing my coat on my lap, scarf around my neck, and my gloves.

I'm at my desk.

eta: 99% of my shopping issues is that I don't really know what to get people. So online or not, I'm screwed.


Jessica - Dec 08, 2010 4:49:44 am PST #9581 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

I was awake from 3-4:30 this morning for no better reason than my stupid brain wouldn't shut off. I really hate pregnancy.


Jesse - Dec 08, 2010 5:06:58 am PST #9582 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

This is amazing: Sady Doyle on sci fi heroines and life.


§ ita § - Dec 08, 2010 5:28:43 am PST #9583 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I can't watch the River Tam Serenity fight scene before work. Not in a good headspace for that. Especially if Zoe being shot is included. That still makes me cry.

And she quotes the dialogue that goes with the pic that was making me sniffly from the Buffy not Buffy IO9 article from last week or so:

"ANGELUS: So that's it, huh? No weapons, no friends, no hope. Take away all that, and what's left?
BUFFY: Me."

::sniff::

Where's my mascara?


Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 08, 2010 5:35:12 am PST #9584 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

It takes more vetting for me to get a good hug than a decent lay. I have to like you, maybe even respect you, to hug you.

Yeah, you have to be a relative or friend to get a hug from me. For sex, you merely need to be attractive to me and manage to avoid saying something offensive or stupid until we're naked.