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Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'

Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork

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Beverly - May 27, 2011 12:34:40 pm PDT #9918 of 30001

Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

I hate to be wrong as much as anybody else, but I discovered a while ago that admitting to being wrong is much the same as out-nicing people. You leave them floundering and take much wind out of the sails of "nyah, nyah, nyah you were wrong I was right" if you cheerfully pipe:

Huh. You were right and I was totally wrong. So where do we go from here?

I am a sneaky mean person.

That said, wrong does not automatically mean stupid. Stubbornly wrong...yeah, that's encroaching on stupid territory, but just not knowing? Not stupid.

Jesse - May 27, 2011 12:39:55 pm PDT #9919 of 30001

Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Victim-blaming is often a way of saying, "this can't happen to me, because that person is stupid, and I'm not stupid."

Yeah, sad but true. Oh people.

Speaking of stupid, I bought two pairs of sneakers today and then walked three miles in the wrong shoes, carrying all the sneakers. But I couldn't put them on! I'm wearing kind of long, kind of too-big capris, and with socks and sneakers, I just look like one of those hood-y guys who thinks they are wearing shorts and not capri pants. If you know who I mean.

§ ita § - May 27, 2011 12:50:01 pm PDT #9920 of 30001

Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

CAPRIS.

I am judging you. Is there an emoticon for that?

Jesse - May 27, 2011 12:52:27 pm PDT #9921 of 30001

Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I love capris, and I don't care who knows. Especially for work. In recent years, I have started wearing knee-length shorts again, but that's as far as I'll go.

Ginger - May 27, 2011 12:54:04 pm PDT #9922 of 30001

"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

As a reporter, I learned that the only way to learn anything was to not be afraid of looking stupid.

What I don't understand is that it seems like no one comes back and says, "Barriers save lives, so let's find a way to make effective barriers that are not ugly and that fit in with a historic buildings."

Allyson - May 27, 2011 12:54:26 pm PDT #9923 of 30001

Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

I'm wearing leggings. I join Jesse for a cocktail on the bench of the fashion damned.

Jesse - May 27, 2011 12:54:55 pm PDT #9924 of 30001

Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Cheers! I need a cocktail, actually.

Cashmere - May 27, 2011 12:55:14 pm PDT #9925 of 30001

Now tagless for your comfort.

I like cropped pants for comfort. Sadly, they often do nothing for me since I am short and they make me appear chopped off at the legs. Trinny and Suzanne would be appalled.

msbelle - May 27, 2011 12:56:24 pm PDT #9926 of 30001

I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I WANT A COCKTAIL!!!

Why are none of you visiting me this weekend?

Lee - May 27, 2011 12:57:06 pm PDT #9927 of 30001

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I DO TOO

I believe I shall have one when I get home, even if I can't have it with msbelle.

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