I got my legs covered in leeches once from playing in the creek and let me tell you, I did not feel a sense of euphoria.
Simon: You are my beautiful sister. River: I threw up on your bed. Simon: Yep. Definitely my sister.
'War Stories'
ita's thread
A place where we can talk about ita, miss ita, and share information about memorials. The hugging started over here in Natter.
Zenkitty - Mar 14, 2016 7:22:58 am PDT #2430 of 3177
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
-t - Mar 14, 2016 7:50:26 am PDT #2431 of 3177
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Maybe if you were playing in a creek in Lithuania?
msbelle - Mar 14, 2016 7:57:33 am PDT #2432 of 3177
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I love you all.
Burrell - Mar 14, 2016 8:57:51 am PDT #2433 of 3177
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
We love you too, Rebecca
Fred Pete - Mar 14, 2016 9:12:40 am PDT #2434 of 3177
Ann, that's a ferret.
Maybe if you were playing in a creek in Lithuania?
Happened to me once in a creek in Wisconsin. No euphoria was involved.
WindSparrow - Mar 14, 2016 9:47:44 am PDT #2435 of 3177
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Incoherent screeching.
Calli - Mar 14, 2016 10:17:16 am PDT #2436 of 3177
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Happened to me once in a creek in Wisconsin. No euphoria was involved.
Likewise, only substitute a small lake in Michigan. No euphoria (and no pregnancy), only sobbing.
Laura - Mar 14, 2016 3:29:35 pm PDT #2437 of 3177
Our wings are not tired.
Incoherent screeching.
This. ita would be so proud.
quester - Mar 14, 2016 5:59:48 pm PDT #2438 of 3177
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
you are all honoring her memory so well.
aurelia - Mar 14, 2016 7:02:58 pm PDT #2439 of 3177
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
I just keep imagining her husband. "You're SURE they're all out?"