I am also addicted to heroines.
You're nice, and you're funny and you don't smoke, and okay, werewolf, but that's not all the time. I mean, three days out of the month, I'm not much fun to be around, either.
Willow ,'Get It Done'
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.
Polter-Cow - Dec 26, 2011 2:24:12 pm PST #13145 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Connie Neil - Dec 26, 2011 2:24:20 pm PST #13146 of 30001
brillig
Too bad the critic misspelled heroin.
Unless he knows of Polter's love of Buffy and Veronica Mars.
edit: heroine crosspost!
§ ita § - Dec 26, 2011 2:26:44 pm PST #13147 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am going to cry until I get a car. Or until my mother gets better.
Unrelatedly I think we're tiring her out. She napped at the table when we were out for lunch.
Man, I think I have to go through and scan photos this visit, as well hook up routers
Scrappy - Dec 26, 2011 2:30:44 pm PST #13148 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Is she doing chemo right now, ita? My mom often napped suddenly while she was going through that--mostly while at meals. She ALWAYS claimed she was not asleep, which turned into a bit of a running joke.
meara - Dec 26, 2011 2:50:02 pm PST #13149 of 30001
I am also addicted to heroines.
I was wondering about that...you need to work on your heroine addiction man!
Went shopping with sister. Didn't buy much, as no one had things that were QUITE what I wanted. Which is probably just as well, since one of the things I was thinking I probably need is a new suitcase, if I buy anything more.
DavidS - Dec 26, 2011 2:52:12 pm PST #13150 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Just made Mac and Cheese for Matilda. Here's my shocking observation for the day: if you finish it with some cream it's much creamier!
Tomorrow I will reveal who is buried in Grant's Tomb and why your cat's breath smells like cat food.
le nubian - Dec 26, 2011 2:54:29 pm PST #13151 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
(chortling)
Consuela - Dec 26, 2011 3:36:27 pm PST #13152 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Hello Buffistas! Happy Boxing Day!
I am finally back in my own quiet home, with laundry running and a tired dog asleep at my feet. The holiday was kind of madness, way too much going on, lots of people & cars to coordinate, and my mother freaking out even though she didn't have to do anything but show up.
We had 15 people for dinner last night, and I prepared the turkey, the vegetables, the stuffing, the gravy, and one of the desserts. The nice part of that was I got to skip all the cleanup and instead sit with my feet up and play with my new Kindle Fire(!!).
Today has been much more peaceful, and when my brother & his family left, they hired my niece to clean my house, so it's clean and neat and all I have to do is many loads of laundry.
Happy Birthday, Theo, Rayne, & Jesse!
Sumi, your brother is a poopy-head. Who won't go to the train station to pick up their sister? WTF.
My sister also gave me a nice bottle of Glenlivet, so I have something to look forward to later.
Now, if only this damned sinus infection would go away!
Jesse - Dec 26, 2011 3:40:41 pm PST #13153 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Sumi, your brother is a poopy-head. Who won't go to the train station to pick up their sister? WTF.
Seriously. I meant to say that earlier.
sarameg - Dec 26, 2011 4:02:24 pm PST #13154 of 30001
In contrast to those ungrateful people, my 4.5 year old nephew thanked the giver for each and every gift he got before he opened it and after. Despite the fact he had a ton of presents, he was really sincere, every damned time. And it was adorable. 9 year old was too, but was more intent on the opening, giving hugs all around after the fact. OTOH, I got to see the genuine delight at getting an adding machine.
He (youngest) apparently threw a fit when he woke up fully (he was awake when I left but he wakes up slow and surly, much like his aunt) and learned I was gone. Mom is talking about flying the boys and PJ out here for their spring break. I can do that. The cats may never be the same, but...
One of the neatest gifts I got? My dad had panes of glass cut for my porch light. 4 plus a spare. I've been meaning to, but he was the one who figured out how to get it working and had taken the dimensions, and knew I'd only finally get around to it in a gooddamnedwhile, so did an end run. Mom says he's always talking about stuff he wishes he had time to do on my house. That's just so my dad showing his love.
Anyway, good times. Now if I can just manage to miss getting whatever caused my SIL's bronchitis (she got a 'script right away, but still) it'll all be good. I'm fighting some bug, I've got a couple swollen glands, that's all. Ahrg.