Definitely kill with fire. That was an ita level link.
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Lorne: You know what they say about people who need people. Connor: They're the luckiest people in the world. Lorne: You been sneaking peeks at my Streisand collection again, Kiddo? Connor: Just kinda popped out.
'Time Bomb'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DebetEsse - Jan 17, 2016 4:29:33 pm PST #13553 of 30003
Woe to the fucking wicked.
-t - Jan 17, 2016 4:34:28 pm PST #13554 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Cool, Tep. One of my local-ish microbreweries has some wild yeast offerings, but doing only that takes some guts.
And those juices sound yummy, Burrell! Full of healthful benefits, I'm sure.
Dinner was delicious but a bit too much food. Butterbean, broccoli, and bacon soup to start, an entree of risotto and beignets to finish when, really, just the soup would have been a perfectly adequate meal. Ah well, I can sit here and digest for a while, I don't really need to move around much...
Steph L. - Jan 17, 2016 4:37:41 pm PST #13555 of 30003
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Cool, Tep. One of my local-ish microbreweries has some wild yeast offerings, but doing only that takes some guts.
I'm disappointed they don't capture the wild yeast by riding horses around and yelling "Yeehaw!" while lassoing microscopic creatures.
shrift - Jan 17, 2016 4:51:41 pm PST #13556 of 30003
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I vacuumed and the sheets are in the wash. That's pretty much all I've accomplished today, unless watching hockey counts.
-t - Jan 17, 2016 5:04:41 pm PST #13557 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I'm disappointed they don't capture the wild yeast by riding horses around and yelling "Yeehaw!" while lassoing microscopic creatures.
They must, they just don't want to admit it. For some unimaginable reason.
billytea - Jan 17, 2016 5:10:55 pm PST #13558 of 30003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm disappointed they don't capture the wild yeast by riding horses around and yelling "Yeehaw!" while lassoing microscopic creatures.
I was imagining the yeast in interview, exclaiming "Wild? Darling, I was livid!"
Scrappy - Jan 17, 2016 5:12:32 pm PST #13559 of 30003
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Did laundry today. That's all I accomplished--never even left the house. I needed it, though. It's been a crazy week at work.
sarameg - Jan 17, 2016 5:47:53 pm PST #13560 of 30003
I'm not watching the debate live, can catch it later if so inclined. Talked to mom instead, dad is watching the debate. "The thing is, Bernie sounds just like dad." "Why do you think I'm skipping the debates and talking to you?"
Steph L. - Jan 17, 2016 6:16:40 pm PST #13561 of 30003
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I vacuumed and the sheets are in the wash. That's pretty much all I've accomplished today, unless watching hockey counts.
I did a load of sheets and a load of towels, put the clean sheets on the bed, and put away the towels. I also cleaned the abominable toilet, washed dishes, and worked out for the first time since before Christmas and catching Death Cold 2015-2016.
Consuela - Jan 17, 2016 8:08:33 pm PST #13562 of 30003
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Sourdough. How does one go about making that? Because I tried the once, and then the mother came to life (well, more to life) and took over my fridge
Heh. I've made a lot of bread, but never sourdough, because it does require regular attention, and I'm not so good at that. My ski club had a sourdough starter that had been kept alive since the 1940s, and then during a work party about ten years ago someone threw it away. Oh the humanity.
Took Dad out for a nice dinner tonight, but I dunno. He's pretty wobbly and not really tracking very well, and had a hard time even getting in and out of the car. I think he's not able to process visually when he's in a dark car or anywhere with an uneven surface, so it's not very safe to take him to the movies or even out to dinner in the darkness. It's rather sad, but he doesn't seem unhappy or in pain -- he's just not really functioning that well. Reading the same book for weeks, throwing away important mail, and so forth.
Sigh.