Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.

Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'


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 § - Feb 29, 2012 7:02:42 pm PST #24532 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

My dinner was a potato chip dipped in spinach artichoke sauce (I still maintain I don't know what artichokes taste like, other than the stuff that goes between food), a roll, and half a decent Grey Goose gimlet straight up (not as good as Rocksugar--we spent some time rhapsodising about that restaurant, and apparently I might try working a connection next time I go. Watch me fail spectacularly),

And now, juice.


Lee - Feb 29, 2012 7:03:29 pm PST #24533 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Reporting in--today was awesome. Juliana and I had a mani/pedi, then we got dressed up and went to city hall for the license, then we had a ceremony, and then we had an awesome meal and lots of booze. Juliana and Martin have awesome friends, and they all laughed at the Princess bride part of the ceremony.


Kat - Feb 29, 2012 7:16:03 pm PST #24534 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

YAY, Lee! The pic on FB that I saw was adorable.


sarameg - Feb 29, 2012 7:18:01 pm PST #24535 of 30001

My dinner was a fuckload of red wine (until I cut myself off for gut preservation, it hates tannins) and raw green beans and spinach kale dip and cheese. And guac and chips. Gut, bedamned. Maybe tomorrow I won't wake up with indigestion. Hopefully laughing until you cry helps that? My friends-who-are-also-neighbors are wunnerful. Now I just need to finish keying down.


Kat - Feb 29, 2012 7:25:35 pm PST #24536 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo

Hey, font people, have you seen this: [link]


DavidS - Feb 29, 2012 7:34:50 pm PST #24537 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Hey, font people, have you seen this: [link]

That's good.

Okay, out with it, peeps.

What font do you have on your resume?


amych - Feb 29, 2012 7:38:09 pm PST #24538 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

I love "font people" as a phrase. The next time I'm at a remotely design-related conference, I'm finding a way to work "would the font people please leave the lobby" into conversation. Even though it will mean nothing to anyone but me.


billytea - Feb 29, 2012 7:39:27 pm PST #24539 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

What font do you have on your resume?

I use Calibri. It's also now my default setting for Word and Excel.


javachik - Feb 29, 2012 7:39:39 pm PST #24540 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

Mine is either Helvetica or Verdana. Can't remember.


DavidS - Feb 29, 2012 7:42:17 pm PST #24541 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Who's gonna represent for the serifs?