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pensnestBeast has decided that he is henceforth a troll. He will exact a toll from each cat that passes through the door next to his chair. He is doing quite well for pettings and nosebumps.
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Can you imagine what This would be like without the internet? Doesn't bear thinking about.
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I feel that Love in a Time of Plague should involve a great deal of phone sex. If I had the energy I would start a challenge to that effect, but, eh. Still, something to think about, right?
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Woe is me, I forgot I had put chicken stock on the hob. The kitchen was full of fragrant steam and a burnt smell. Woe.
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Oh. My. God.
In this post on TLo, January Jones (scroll down a few) is wearing the world's most hideous kaftan.
And, right now, as I type, I am wearing this very same garment. It is probably the ugliest garment I own. I got it many, many years ago—probably about forty, as my evil stepmother gave it to me. I keep it purely because it is warm, and I wear it instead of my customary jeans when I know I'm staying indoors and I want to ventilate my ladybits. There is no other excuse for this thing. It is knitted, incidentally, not some nice, drapey kaftan cotton.
WFT, January Jones? Are you out of your mind? Burn that thing! Unless you need to ventilate your ladybits, I suppose.
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Can you imagine what This would be like without the internet? Doesn't bear thinking about.
*
I feel that Love in a Time of Plague should involve a great deal of phone sex. If I had the energy I would start a challenge to that effect, but, eh. Still, something to think about, right?
*
Woe is me, I forgot I had put chicken stock on the hob. The kitchen was full of fragrant steam and a burnt smell. Woe.
*
Oh. My. God.
In this post on TLo, January Jones (scroll down a few) is wearing the world's most hideous kaftan.
And, right now, as I type, I am wearing this very same garment. It is probably the ugliest garment I own. I got it many, many years ago—probably about forty, as my evil stepmother gave it to me. I keep it purely because it is warm, and I wear it instead of my customary jeans when I know I'm staying indoors and I want to ventilate my ladybits. There is no other excuse for this thing. It is knitted, incidentally, not some nice, drapey kaftan cotton.
WFT, January Jones? Are you out of your mind? Burn that thing! Unless you need to ventilate your ladybits, I suppose.