Pretty cool except for the part where I was really terrified and now my knees are all dizzy.

Willow ,'Never Leave Me'


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.


sarameg - Jan 08, 2012 4:52:11 pm PST #15178 of 30001

She's very fuzzy, and hates being brushed, so she gets mats.

My parents have one of those in Sputnik. And the thing is, this is a cat you cannot contain (dude, she climbs walls!) They have to surreptitiously go at her mats with an envelope opener (where the razor is set in a v of plastic.) And if they get one a day, that's miraculous. She really doesn't like being messed with AT ALL.

I'll have to mention the cornstarch option to them.


Lee - Jan 08, 2012 4:52:18 pm PST #15179 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

PERKINS??

I know Perkins has done some packing stuff, because she emailed me about some items to see if they wanted to come live with me.

I got a fair amount done this morning, but I seem to have stalled out, because I kind of feel like crap. I'm hoping dinner will make me feel better.

Continued nudging appreciated though, just to make me get off the sofa.


Consuela - Jan 08, 2012 4:57:33 pm PST #15180 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

Oh, dear god, JZ, that's awful. You have much sympathy from me.

Me, I'm ready to send my sister's puppy to a good home, so long as it isn't this one. I just caught her with a lipstick. And then with a dishcloth, and then with a plastic bag of cereal.

And the big dog is downstairs and unhappy about it: he just keeps barking. But I'm not letting him back up--it takes ten minutes and a cheering section to get him downstairs again, and it's not worth it.

I made bread and fed my parents coq au vin and walked the dogs another two miles and washed up, and I have hardly done anything today--wait, I lied. I bought tickets to go to Spain with my niece! Yay!

Expensive, but wth. One only lives once, and how often do college age nieces ask you to travel with them?


Stephanie - Jan 08, 2012 4:59:32 pm PST #15181 of 30001
Trust my rage

I am so unready for parenting a school-age child

I feel the same way. It drives me crazy how much of MY time is required for homework.


sarameg - Jan 08, 2012 5:02:47 pm PST #15182 of 30001

I think I might need to make another trip to the clinic. My ear hurts when I chew. And not even congested! But ...feh.


Cass - Jan 08, 2012 5:03:02 pm PST #15183 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.

You know, that cornstarch thing makes some sense. Poor Trin of Fuzzwhumpia...

If you want to put up information that's a little more secure than posting it right here, you can put it temporarily in your profile. Only registered users can see that.

That's a really nifty idea for times we want to post something "we" can see for a span of time but don't really want posted on a really public board. Thanks!

Also I just realized why my profile addy was broken and since it was my fault, fixed it. Voting might be easier now.


msbelle - Jan 08, 2012 5:04:42 pm PST #15184 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

no tv, music, toys or food until you write a sentence. Not that I could make that shit work either at first. At least with mac, he has eventually figured out that fighting with me is less fun than just doing the homework asap and then playing.


Cass - Jan 08, 2012 5:04:53 pm PST #15185 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.

and how often do college age nieces ask you to travel with them?

That is awesome. Mine did and I wish I'd planned my life so I could just go with her. Who doesn't want to see Sweden? It's a rare thing to have nieces who think you are a good travel companion. Enjoy the trip!


JZ - Jan 08, 2012 5:13:44 pm PST #15186 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

no tv, music, toys or food until you write a sentence.

Minus the food, that was this afternoon. This entire afternoon. And not even write a sentence, just copy a sentence someone else had written. This was a seriously epic dawdle. I even bribed her with a promise of watching Tom and Jerry if she'd just finish! (I hate T&J like burning fire; using them as bribe fodder is a sign of the depths of my desperation.)

Oh, man, sarameg. You've had some kind of head gunkus nonstop for, what, the entire last year? It really needs to go pester someone else (I say, safely half a continent away).


Aims - Jan 08, 2012 5:16:43 pm PST #15187 of 30001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Our homework rule is no tv, no games, no toys, nothing until the homework is done and it starts the instant you get home from school. That ways it's done and out of the way. Em's is split up over a couple of days, but we get each day's done right after school. It's helped tremendously with the dawdling and fights on Sunday.