We're having a lovely incidence of ice fog out there. I think this should stay off the roads and windshields--at least till nightfall--so at the moment it's putting a very pretty white fuzz on the branches of the trees.
I'm eleven hundred and twenty years old! Just gimme a friggin' beer!
Anya ,'Storyteller'
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.
Connie Neil - Dec 18, 2011 8:46:24 am PST #12105 of 30001
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Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 18, 2011 8:51:04 am PST #12106 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
The pretty glass-encased spiced cider candle I got as a housewarming gift years ago turns out to have been designed so that it can't be lit by a bic without drizzling boiling hot wax on your hand in the process. Luckily it got me on my drawing finger callus—anywhere else and I'd have a second degree burn instead of a minorly ouchy red spot. WTF, candlemaker?
However, by the light of the pain candle I have finished wrapping all but one of my Christmas gifts, changed my linens, reorganized a bookcase, and gotten a load of laundry started. That spiced cider scent is the smell of accomplishment.
And pain.
msbelle - Dec 18, 2011 9:01:55 am PST #12107 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
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Ginger - Dec 18, 2011 9:04:27 am PST #12108 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I'd try a candle of pain if it meant I got that much done.
Polter-Cow - Dec 18, 2011 9:09:30 am PST #12109 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 18, 2011 9:10:54 am PST #12110 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
Yeah, I've gotten a second degree burn on my other hand from batik wax and the scar is still faintly visible 24 years later.
If I'd had a match or punk or something I could angle downward it would have been fine, but I had to upend the candle over the lighter flame and the wicks had a thick coating of wax that splattered like hot grease. I can see where the wax fused its way into my skin, but it's thick enough in that spot that not much heat made it to the flesh underneath.
meara - Dec 18, 2011 9:22:01 am PST #12111 of 30001
Candles like that are why I now have clicky-fire in a drawer.
I am bored. Trying to decide what to do with my day to not be bored. Hrm.
Strix - Dec 18, 2011 9:31:04 am PST #12112 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Matt --
Next time, use a strand of uncooked spaghetti to light it.
In non--PC jewelry news, if they had an Ambien, I would kinda want one of these: [link]
Strix - Dec 18, 2011 9:41:05 am PST #12113 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Ok, coffee is drunken, and I have to get offa my ass and hie myself to mom and dad's house here in an hour.
I think Dan and I will have to talk through Leverage tonight on the phone.
Jesse - Dec 18, 2011 10:02:01 am PST #12114 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Grr. I just figured out that I was automatically renewed by match.com, but it happened too long ago for me to get any kind of refund. I thought I was getting the "guaranteed" six months free, but I apparently missed out on that too, by not going on the site in my last week of paid membership. I got no traction on that site at all, but kept going on and writing people for the sole purpose of the six months free! If only I looked at my credit card statements more regularly.....
In short: Beware of match.com.