In other news, I sat on the couch with soft cushions that just sinks and sucks you in and now I can't get up. ... I've had this couch for over ten years. I bought it in college and have moved it to four different states. My mom has given up trying to get me to ditch it and now stretches out on it even though it's a loveseat.
So today I'm feeling a little:
It's 6 minutes past sunset and this is the strangest gloam I've ever seen. Not only is the overcast sky still bright, but I can see through the layers of the woods as if it were day.
I'm the only one left! Dire!
It's getting darker but I'm guessing the moon is doing a good job of shining through the overcastness. No world's end here. Right? Gals? Guys? ...where are all the smibbles...
Well, hello there...
What is it about an English accent that's like frikking catnip to a certain sort of American girl? It's in the tea, right? You put something in the tea.
Not only to American girls
Thanks everyone! I am very excited, except that, once again, my US friends will have to really work at it to find a copy. Speaking of signs I live on the wrong side of the pond...
Or that we're living on the wrong side. All the sexy accents are over there!
Mmm. sexy accents! Where can I get one? Preferably attached to a nice, tall, dark-haired gentleman?
In other news, I failed a "don't reply to that because you'll regret it" saving throw on a mailing list today. I hate it when I do that. Totally my fault though.
Completely unrelated to all that, I think I finally have a reason to buy Scrivener. Rearranging chapters. Oh boy, that was a pain.
It's 6 minutes past sunset and this is the strangest gloam I've ever seen. Not only is the overcast sky still bright, but I can see through the layers of the woods as if it were day.
Kricket brought ice cream sammiches. Get em while they're cold... Anyone?!?
...uh. Fen, the Cantina was evacuated due to zombie asbestos carbon monodioxide warnings.
I think you should step outside.
Come toward the light...
Comfy couch is comfy. Too few are. Keep it 'til it's so ratty the springs bite ya.
I made the mistake of sitting in a papasan chair when I was 37wks preggo with twins. It was very comfy, but getting me out was rather reminiscent of those beached whale rescues you see on TV.
pictures, please?
Whatever it was you were having with your dinner.... share. Please.
Also love the title!
Except for Sean Connery. But that's like a universal exception, right?
Also, for the record, it is not merely the girls (women?) who find British accents sexy.
I happen to find a British accent on a woman to be delightful. Though Irish is even nicer. (Sorry, Psycho.)
Though I do wish to stress the difference in gender for the accents. Women's accents only. Male accents do nothing for me.
Except for Sean Connery. But that's like a universal exception, right?
Right?
I'm totally ninja-writing about a pirate.
I wonder if this is better than pirate-writing about a ninja, ahoy! Or is pirate-writing just infringement?
If so, please disregard.
I'm totally ninja-writing about a pirate.
I wonder if this is better than pirate-writing about a ninja, ahoy! Or is pirate-writing just infringement?
If so, please disregard.
Sure. If the exception is for denying your bi nature. Or something. I knew you liked that dress a little more than most
In other news, it's now totally dark. And Gina is right about the full moon, give or take a day. Cue twilight music.
Pirates, pirates, or some post-modern interpretation of pirates, or sci-fi reimaginig of pirates?
In short, are there ships and wenches and booty?
It's a recovering pirate stuck in the 1980s. There might be some booty.
Of course. Although for a second I wa afraid you were gonna rick roll me to a certain movie soundtrack.... See how little I think of your taste?