Oh, ita !, I am so sorry. What a horrific mess.
Poor Buffy. Your life resists all things average.
Willow ,'First Date'
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.
Laura - Dec 31, 2011 3:31:49 pm PST #13844 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
sarameg - Dec 31, 2011 3:41:59 pm PST #13845 of 30001
I lasted 5.5 hours before I had to de-aveda (sounds like a yoga form) my haid. I guess the cold left me slightly less sensitive to it, but not completely.
Kat - Dec 31, 2011 3:54:33 pm PST #13846 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
May all of you NYE celebrators have a lovely evening and no babalaas (new favorite word) tomorrow.
Java cat - Dec 31, 2011 3:55:11 pm PST #13847 of 30001
Not javachik
Serial/meara:
Progressive lenses: I bought cool new cat eye glasses this summer and the guy who was helping me explained the difference between the expensive progressive and the cheap progressive, and the cheap progressive is much better than the expensive one. I’m not sure I can describe it without drawing rectangles on a piece of paper, but it boils down to a better, bigger sweet spot in the cheap ones, and a large fuzzy no man’s land + a smaller sweet spot in the expensive progressive. They have names, the types, but I don’t recall it. You also have to get glasses that aren’t tiny rectangles. Thank god some of the hip glasses places have some. The last time I was in For Eyes, *everything* was a rectangle.
Heat: I keep my house at 67during the day and 60 or 61 at night. I adjust it so the heater won’t come on until 6:30 or 7 AM at the earliest. I’m curious to know what people pay for heat. My neighbors and I were talking about this. Their bill was $120 last month and mine was $45. Their house is bigger, but it has a new remodel and good insulation. We couldn’t figure out the difference, except maybe my solar hot water system from the 70’s that still works great. Lots of sun this winter, so free hot water.
Still 250 messages behind. I know I should do the Natter Diet and just skip to the end, then backtrack 150, but, well we’ll see. Off to a party with an almond tart just out of the oven. Happy New Year, All!
sarameg - Dec 31, 2011 4:00:11 pm PST #13848 of 30001
According to my SIL, my brother is already well into his effort to burn the neighborhood down. Good times.
Kat - Dec 31, 2011 4:06:48 pm PST #13849 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
fireworks?
sarameg - Dec 31, 2011 4:09:48 pm PST #13850 of 30001
Yup. They must hate having him for a neighbor every NYE and Fourth.
Kat - Dec 31, 2011 4:10:44 pm PST #13851 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
At least he's not shooting a gun. I love the annual email from LASD telling us to fire a gun in the air is a felony.
I'm ringing in the new year in my sweatpants and t-shirt, eating yet ANOTHER loaf of french bread.
sarameg - Dec 31, 2011 4:14:24 pm PST #13852 of 30001
Well, he doesn't have one. Yet. (Topic of drunken conversation the night before I left. PJ's eyes about rolled out of her head. He likes to spring these things on her when he's shitfaced.)
§ ita § - Dec 31, 2011 4:29:44 pm PST #13853 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, so strangers aren't as shitty as I was convinced this morning. I just got a call (well, two, because I kind of didn't answer the first, because I'M SULKING) from a guy whose car got broken into this afternoon. Being more like Batman than I am, evidently, he and his friend went dumpster diving. As well as half his stuff (as in, half his *entire* wardrobe), he found my laptop bag, sans laptop. So now I have that back. I did like the bag, and I did like the portfolio. Not as much as I *need* the damned computer, but he did make 2011 suck just a little bit less.
He still has two more bags without owners, and I wish everyone luck in that, as well as him finding the other half of his clothes (who steals *half* your underwear?).
Now, I think, I might be done for the day.