Isolated Blurt Thread

[BlackShanglan]

Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae.

 

[entitled]

blurt from the youngest: "Oo! Pretty horsey! Neeeeigh!"

 

[Guest]

 

[entitled]

*giggle*

Blurt from me: I get awfully indiscreet when I'm this exhausted.

Yes, but are you 'milk' tired yet?

 

[BlackShanglan]

Clearly you need to stay up later. You're not nearly indiscreet enough.

Thank goodness, Entitled's children have inherited her superb taste.

 

[Guest]

 

[entitled]

Clearly you need to stay up later. You're not nearly indiscreet enough.

Thank goodness, Entitled's children have inherited her superb taste.

But of course! Would you expect any less from my offspring?

jammies - That's when you're so tired that the most mundane words give you the giggles. Then you can't stop. It gets the name 'milk' tired because that was the trigger for more than one gigglefest.

 

[entitled]

Woohoo! Just beat the 'expert' Minesweeper in 125 seconds!

Man, am i bored.

 

[Guest]

 

[zeb1094]

My best time is 112 seconds.

I need a life.

Don't play Mine Sweeper, I play Click It.

 

[dj conan]

My blurts for tonight:

• Ahh, so both sides of the story come out now...
• You don't realize that I was in the exact same place as you not too long ago.
• Get your hands off of me! Do you want him to do it again?! Shit!
• So, the kind of music someone listens to gives you reason to be scared for your life? What a crock of shit.
• Don't ever talk to me in that tone again or I'll break your fucking face. Who died and made you manager?...He ain't dead yet.
• Holy shit, she's not wearing makeup. Don't look into her eyes! You'll be turned to stone!

Damn, can't think of any more blurts just yet...maybe tomorrow.

 

[Tom Collins]

PEOPLE CHANGE

Didn't hear a tone, are you, hello?
Never hear a tone, I guess you know
I can't remember what I called to say
Thought you might be home on Saturday

I really can't believe it's been a year
It took a little time without you here
I'm guessing you survived alone somehow
It's good that I can joke about it now

I still avoid the park at Christopher
Never wanna feel the way we were
Unless I'm in a hurry for that train
And that's the only newsstand open late

People Change, everyday, change like you
I got all the time in the world
People cry all the time, cry like me
We got all the time in the world

It's been so long that no one even asks
And everybody's walkin on the grass
Grass that took a while to reappear
I'd forgotten green without you here

Christmas came and went upon this bench
Tryin to justify what made no sense
Now the ivy's overrun the tears
But it could never hide what happened here

People Change everyday, change like you
I got all the time in the world
People cry all the time, cry like me
We got all the time in the world

Fillin in the conversation by myself
Fillin in the reason why you leave me leavin, leavin
Thinkin back; the hope we had was more than mine,
The hope we had was more than mine
More than mine, I know it makes sense to you,
more than mine
Just make it make sense to me

Maybe I'm alive beneath the snow
Maybe you're too petrified to know
I can't believe that you would tell me lies
How could I have missed that in those eyes

Maybe if I only heard your voice
I would understand you had no choice
Though I'm glad it's clear for you to see
I wish that you would make it make sense to me

People cry all the time
Cry like me; I got all the time in the world
Flowin in and out your life
By tomorrow mornin
Flowin in and out my life...

People change, everyday
People cry all the time
People change, everyday

My fav song, ever!
If you wanna know who it's by, just let me know.

 

[Guest]

yeah, i have a cockeyed optimism every single day for things i need to do about the house and things i think should be done...it is a bit disappointing that i cant live up to my own expectations. i never learned how to lower those...im afraid of the catatonia i would crash into if i did.

so its a rush to the finish line
a mad dash to the end
hold on
just one more...
just one more
until you can breathe
until pride is allowed
cynicism paints the horizon
shades of disappointment
internal struggles
jubilant content
wars
oppressed melancholy
bets taken
odds wagered
breathless anticipation
as the race begins

 

[lil_elvis]

yeah, i have a cockeyed optimism every single day for things i need to do about the house and things i think should be done...it is a bit disappointing that i cant live up to my own expectations. i never learned how to lower those...im afraid of the catatonia i would crash into if i did.

so its a rush to the finish line
a mad dash to the end
hold on
just one more...
just one more
until you can breathe
until pride is allowed
cynicism paints the horizon
shades of disappointment
internal struggles
jubilant content
wars
oppressed melancholy
bets taken
odds wagered
breathless anticipation
as the race begins

I, for one, wouldn't want to change you.

 

[Guest]

I, for one, wouldn't want to change you.

funny how one single sentence can change a persons outlook.
mega love, handsome.

 

[lil_elvis]

funny how one single sentence can change a persons outlook.
mega love, handsome.

In some ways, you and I are cut from the same cloth.

 

[Guest]

In some ways, you and I are cut from the same cloth.

OMIGOD!
polyester?

 

[arienette]

OMIGOD!
polyester?

Oh nooo....

 

[Guest]

Oh nooo....

the movie was classic
the fabric...not so much
even if they did try to bring it back....*shudder*

 

[arienette]

the movie was classic
the fabric...not so much
even if they did try to bring it back....*shudder*

What would ever possess them to do such a thing!?

 

[Guest]

What would ever possess them to do such a thing!?

jaded boredom?

 

[lucky-E-leven]

yeah, i have a cockeyed optimism every single day for things i need to do about the house and things i think should be done...it is a bit disappointing that i cant live up to my own expectations. i never learned how to lower those...im afraid of the catatonia i would crash into if i did.

so its a rush to the finish line
a mad dash to the end
hold on
just one more...
just one more
until you can breathe
until pride is allowed
cynicism paints the horizon
shades of disappointment
internal struggles
jubilant content
wars
oppressed melancholy
bets taken
odds wagered
breathless anticipation
as the race begins

Wonderbra words, blondie.
I don't think you need to change your standards, but I do think you need to give yourself a break from time to time. Surely Wonder Woman gets a day off every now and then.

~lucky

 

[entitled]

Wonderbra words, blondie.
I don't think you need to change your standards, but I do think you need to give yourself a break from time to time. Surely Wonder Woman gets a day off every now and then.

~lucky

Yes indeed. The leotard would get skanky if she didn't have time off to do laundry every now and again.

 

[impressive]

yeah, i have a cockeyed optimism every single day for things i need to do about the house and things i think should be done...it is a bit disappointing that i cant live up to my own expectations. i never learned how to lower those...im afraid of the catatonia i would crash into if i did.

so its a rush to the finish line
a mad dash to the end
hold on
just one more...
just one more
until you can breathe
until pride is allowed
cynicism paints the horizon
shades of disappointment
internal struggles
jubilant content
wars
oppressed melancholy
bets taken
odds wagered
breathless anticipation
as the race begins

Let's talk about a poem, here. Eh?

 

[arienette]

jaded boredom?

Yeah, there's always that.
Kind of like boy bands trying to make a come back...