In fact, I am pin-curling my hair right now so it is extra-curly for the Yule Ball tomorrow night!
Yay! RetroHolli! Does Mr. Flowersocks know how to waltz?
River: You're not right, Early. You're not righteous. You've got issues. Early: No. Oh, yes, I could have that. You might have me figured out, then. Good job. I'm not 100%.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DavidS - Dec 08, 2011 7:32:32 pm PST #10622 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
§ ita § - Dec 08, 2011 7:32:33 pm PST #10623 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's my eyes. They don't work, you know, good like they used to,
On the other hand, the bacon chocolate bar is hitting the dinner spot,
Holli - Dec 08, 2011 7:38:03 pm PST #10624 of 30001
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore
Well, the Yule Ball is being played by a bunch of wizard rock bands, so I'm not sure waltzing will be called for. He can definitely swing dance, though-- we went last week.
I am wearing a 50's party dress with silver shoes and a silver mini witch hat fascinator. Mr. Flowersocks is wearing Ravenclaw colors and a vintage choir robe I found at the thrift store.
Liese S. - Dec 08, 2011 7:38:43 pm PST #10625 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
OMG, I went to my optometrist today (for the first time in three years) and he said, "Well, I can say that you don't have glaucoma now," in a way that totally sounded like, but you will have shortly. Which I knew, but still scary, and I need to get back going regularly even though my eyes settled (at very bad). I'll be getting new glasses for the first time since 2002. !
Ginger - Dec 08, 2011 7:40:06 pm PST #10626 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I have years and years more of regret than some of you. *sob*
The knees started making noise in my teens, though. I had some sympathy for the evil stepsister whose knee creaked in the Rodgers and Hammerstein Cinderella.
eta: I had to fix a misspelling. It's a sickness.
Sue - Dec 08, 2011 7:40:57 pm PST #10627 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Kill me now. I have been trying to edit a paper for my sister all night. The procrastination has been worse than writing one of my own. But I am so tired and I want to go to bed.
In my own defense, this paper is shit. She just said the same two sentences in three slightly different ways in one paragraph. I just want to yell at her, "Read this at least ONCE before you send it to me."
In the middle of this, I have made turkey soup.
DavidS - Dec 08, 2011 7:54:54 pm PST #10628 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Well, the Yule Ball is being played by a bunch of wizard rock bands
Okay, we now have a contender to challenge Jon B.'s attendance at Theremin Camp. But it's a sweet nerdy love that swing dances to wizard rock.
Connie Neil - Dec 08, 2011 7:59:55 pm PST #10629 of 30001
brillig
all quid pro quo about our asses.
I want to have this phrase's little phrase-babies.
Cass - Dec 08, 2011 8:06:00 pm PST #10630 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Lake sharks are so totally real. I am certain of it.
And I was looking at my nails today and I realized how old my hands look.
I have a bottle of lotion with sunscreen in my car now. Trying to get into the habit of using it everytime I get into my car. I really don't want my hands to look any older. So sunscreen, early and often.
Zenkitty - Dec 08, 2011 8:08:49 pm PST #10631 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
The knees started making noise in my teens, though. I had some sympathy for the evil stepsister whose knee creaked in the Rodgers and Hammerstein Cinderella.
My knees used to click loudly when I was younger. Now, 100 pounds heavier and 30 years older, they don't make any noise. I cannot explain it, but I'm okay with it.