Ginger, I wish I could give you my love of Gatorade. Which I drink recreationally.
Congratulations to the class of 1999. You all proved more or less adequate.
Snyder ,'Chosen'
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.
P.M. Marc - Nov 23, 2015 12:31:30 pm PST #9626 of 30003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Sheryl - Nov 23, 2015 1:09:15 pm PST #9627 of 30003
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Much ~ma, Ginger.
Zenkitty - Nov 23, 2015 1:20:08 pm PST #9628 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
My teenage faux-niece is reading me one of her original fics over the phone. It's so bad. She just defined "freckles".
Zenkitty - Nov 23, 2015 1:24:23 pm PST #9629 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
She's adorable. She's done with the fic and now we're talking about her boyfriend.
Zenkitty - Nov 23, 2015 1:32:41 pm PST #9630 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Now it's pie. In the decision between pumpkin and key lime pie, we've decided to have pumpkin, key lime, apple, and cherry pies. I think we did it wrong.
Calli - Nov 23, 2015 1:33:37 pm PST #9631 of 30003
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Ginger, I'm glad there are some possible ways things can be resolved for you. And I'm glad you don't have to worry about Mr. Peabody. Much recovery~ma.
brenda m - Nov 23, 2015 1:45:41 pm PST #9632 of 30003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Now it's pie. In the decision between pumpkin and key lime pie, we've decided to have pumpkin, key lime, apple, and cherry pies. I think we did it wrong.
I find your logic sound.
Ginger - Nov 23, 2015 1:52:21 pm PST #9633 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I was sure I wasn't allowed meatballs in my soup, do I called for clarification, as it were. Forty-five minutes later, a kitchen guy showed up, who stared at the meatballs and said "Wow, just wow" repeatedly. I was driven to strain some broth through my teeth, though. Now he's supposed to bring me something broth-like, It's been half an hour. It's a good thing I'm an alert patient. It's no wonder so many people die of medical mistakes. In the meantime,I have a solution to the immediate problem of unwashed dishes. I just need to make a phone call. To a number written in a notebook that I dropped;.
I've started to play with my Jello. That's a bad sign, isn't it?
amych - Nov 23, 2015 1:57:08 pm PST #9634 of 30003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Ginger, for what little it's worth, I'd be a lot more worried about you if you weren't bored and cranky!
-t - Nov 23, 2015 2:20:04 pm PST #9635 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I think we did it wrong.
No, sounds legit.
Be entertaining, Jello! It's part of your job.
Just wow indeed.
Grr.