Discussion in 'January And Everything After' started by Creole Ned, Jan 7, 2012.
Mandy Patinkin's beard is glorious.
Jibble's, the one I originally quoted. Good morning. :)
There are parents in Connecticut right now who can't find their kids and the police can't give them any answers yet. I cannot imagine what they are feeling right now. It's just so awful.
I am so glad I have a bagless vacuum. Who knows how much I'd be spending on bags when I can fill half the canister vacuuming the living room just once a week.
The joys of owning cats I guess.
Yikes, just picked up on that story via FB. Two mass shootings in one week. Again.
I find this Onion article to be relevant. Again. Sigh.
My parents have confirmed that at least one of them is flying out on Sunday. I have no idea what they expect to *do* for multiple days of waiting around, but at least I talked them into this much of a delay.
Sigh. Hey, at least Mom will get to see what I'm like when hallucinating.
"Mom....Mom. Lick this wall. Mom, the wall tastes like butterscotch."
It's so nice to know the younger generation has seen Willy Wonka...
Man, this flu has completely robbed me of my ability to perceive flavor.
I guess that makes me a subpar-taster.
Man, you are on something.
My head is killing me. I want to go to sleep, but I have to be at the pharmacy in an hour to pick up prescriptions. I can't take any Excedrin because I had too much caffeine today. Woe is me. WOE, I say. I'm going to sip my chamomile tisane, eat some ginger biscuits, and mope until I can go to pharmacy then bed. (I was a teenage goth. My moping skills are LEGENDARY.)
I finally have a Christmas present for my 5-year-old niece, but I hate it. It's not just a Cinderella princess costume - it's the Cinderella wedding dress. So she wants to dress like a princess bride, but not the cool kind. Ugh. Can't she at least want to be like the little girl from Brave?
It's a weird feeling, knowing that a serial killer plied their trade in your hometown, literally a street or two away from where you once lived.
Was it Nute?
His two Vermont victims lived in my old neighborhood. His weapon stash was right along my commuting route. The murder site was right across from my insurance agent's office.
The EQ guild I was in had a member (slightly after my time) who was a genuine axe murderer. That was freaky as hell.
When I was 14, my former babysitter was murdered by the Gainesville, FL killer (Danny Rolling, 1990, don't read the Wikipedia article if you're easily triggered). It was.... not a good time for Gainesville. A family member worked for the police department, and... it was just bad, bad shit.
I was at UF when that happened. It was the closest I've seen to mass hysteria in my life. Friends all staying together, driving to other counties to bypass 'cooling off' periods on weapons purchases, etc. Crazy times.
Yeah. And every parent of every female in town, especially young women, practically locked their daughters in the house. We didn't mind. We were scared too. I lived with my mom and younger sister in a ground-floor apartment at the time, and I think that if my mom could have gotten a gun to protect us she would have.
The sexiness of the sweater cannot be denied.
I think I like it so much because they suffer. A lot.
But this is possibly the bitchiest ridiculous thing ever.
Oh wait no. This is a world that Glee exists in.
My bad for that call. *continues with the sappy bits*
Don't be ridiculous. I've never even been to Vermont, and I am offended at the implication!
Soli, honey, this post sounds like a "this can be my next tweet" mashup and I don't know how to handle it.
Could you perhaps explain this using different words? I don't think I have the right idea of what you're saying atall. ^^;;
This Can Be My Next Tweet is a program that takes someone's posts on Twitter, and mashes them up to make a new, ridiculous tweet that makes very little to no sense. So your post kind of sounds like a general mash up of words because I can't understand what in the world you are trying to say beyond "sweaters are sexy".
aka "Make sense, woman!"
Ohhhhhhhhh. I see now. Much obliged, yun!
Generally that whole post = secret guilty pleasure of enjoying a horrible movie
but then I realized that nothing scrapes the barrel quite like Glee so I felt a bit better
Generally, when you post nonsense that requires people to ask "What do you mean?", it has the danger of coming off as attention seeking. Not that that's what you were going for, but just ... be aware.
Nothing to do with your post, but; the santa hat on your avatar? Fucking brilliant.
Can't decide if too hot, or too cold.
Either way, it's uncomfortable!
Oh! Sorry about that then, un I'll try and be more specific when outlining. Bit used to having random thoughts go unquestioned and haven't shaken myself from the habit. If anything, having to put more effort'll remind me. Thanks for the help <3!
I understood everything except this:
Umazes That was about the relationship of the main characters. ^^;;
*throws hermit shell back on and burrows away* Goodnight!
I was feeling pretty down. Terrible things happened today and I learned more terrible things as the day continued.
Got an e-mail from who knows where titled something that made my brain relapse into horrible flashbacks.
And then a friend linked me a single video, and...
I'm surprised how much better it has made me feel.
Maybe it can make someone else that is not feeling so great feel better, too.
The order in which it made sense in my head:
Ah, gotcha. Well played, sir.
Also, an open letter to my body: no matter what you do, I flat-out refuse to develop a long-term association between sex and pain. So stop trying. Thanks, Speak.
Y'know how FB has now started posting "X Likes this" when X just goes and looks at it?
Today one of the department heads at my college liked some porn.
Who doesn't like some porn?
I am convinced that today I will BAKE ALL THE THINGS, mostly as a defensive measure for when my mom comes to town. "See, Mom, I am eating healthy! The freezer is full of empanadas and there are pumpkin cinnamon rolls on the counter! And curry!"
...in practice, I have not yet learned to be anything other than TOTALLY LOOPY while on the Percocet. We shall see how this goes.
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