So that's my dream. That and some stuff about cigars and a tunnel.

Faith ,'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.


§ ita § - Jan 07, 2012 7:15:35 pm PST #15064 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

now she won't come when I call. Sneakky little thing

She comes when you feed her, doesn't she?


Sue - Jan 07, 2012 7:17:32 pm PST #15065 of 30001
hip deep in pie

I saw that in 3D. It was very cool. It's the Chauvet Caves, Matt. [link]


Consuela - Jan 07, 2012 7:19:17 pm PST #15066 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

She comes when you feed her, doesn't she?

Yup, but if I have a treat in my hand and she suspects I'm going to crate her, she won't come.

Like I said: very smart. Too smart for a dog, really.


-t - Jan 07, 2012 7:19:26 pm PST #15067 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I heard the use of 3D in that was very effective, though I guess I'll be seeing it flat when I get around to seeing it.


§ ita § - Jan 07, 2012 7:53:15 pm PST #15068 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Maybe if you feed her beside her crate, or something, where she can't get away from doing something she wants, but it has to be RIGHT THERE?


DebetEsse - Jan 07, 2012 7:54:03 pm PST #15069 of 30001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

ita !, I just sought that out on YouTube. Quite and very enjoyable. That really was the perfect response.

Oh, Karen Gillan, be serious: you will never be rid of fandom.


Liese S. - Jan 07, 2012 8:40:08 pm PST #15070 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

No, t, you're totally right. I don't have money to spend and I don't need anything. I just spent a hyuge amount of money (that I did have, combination of savings and Christmas) on the bow, which I wanted for a long time and researched and bought responsibly. I should now have fun with the thing that I bought.

It's just, I dunno how to explain it really. We have this sweet new car. I wore nail polish and makeup. I actually gave gifts to the family. I went to a store with a friend and bought something. It just felt like I was, I dunno, successfully faking being a normal suburban person. Like if I'd continued as a programmer I'd have this other life where I would buy normal things and be judged successful in my lifestyle by other people.

The truth is I don't want all that. And when I had it I wasn't particularly happy. But in my everyday life where I get worked up over a fifty cent coupon, I feel so distant from that mythical successful image. And normally I forget. But spending Christmas season up there I couldn't avoid it. I know it's just me being vulnerable to commercialism.

(But I still want nail polish. It was free with shipping! Or I could spend $25 and get shipping free!) But I don't need it.


Cass - Jan 07, 2012 9:18:31 pm PST #15071 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.

Liese, I don't think from anything you've said that you really want that life.

Maybe if you feed her beside her crate, or something, where she can't get away from doing something she wants, but it has to be RIGHT THERE?

For someone who doesn't want pets, you've good methodology. Of course people tell me that I'm good with kids and I don't need any of those of my own.


Dana - Jan 08, 2012 3:50:13 am PST #15072 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Wow, free New Orleans airport wifi is crap.

I'm glad you were calm during the first half of the game yesterday, -t, because our viewing party was having hysterics. Second half was pretty fun, though.


Jesse - Jan 08, 2012 4:18:19 am PST #15073 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ugh, dead mouse on my floor. But I threw it away! I'm guessing it died from poison, which is good, I guess, but still ugh.