Keeping fit
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bending_sickleWritten February 16, 2006
I’m all for exercise in the general sense, as long as I don’t get too much of it. But I’m sick and tired of exercises in futility.
…and if eyes are the windows to the soul, I’m getting’ me some curtains.
It has been said that There is no better way to relieve stress than to stab someone repeatedly in the chest.* If the opportunity does not present itself, might I suggest stabbing the lemon cake you’ve just baked with a toothpick? Granted, not quite the same, but there’s no limit to the number of times you can poke the bastard.
Plus, the recipe told me to do it.
Now, I don’t know what Dante’s said about the levels and types of hell, but here’re two:
Laurell K. Hamilton, an American writer born in 1963, says in Bloody Bones:
There had to be a circle of Hell where you were eternally fourteen, eternally in junior high. One of the lower circles.
Having defined a Lower Circle, let me give the stage to Firefly’s very own Shepard Book, who says:
If you take sexual advantage of that girl, you're going to burn in a very special level of Hell, a level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
*smirk*
One pet peeve that I have to share: why, oh good lord why, when the bus is full, do people insist on sitting in the aisle seat, leaving a beautiful (and empty) seat by the window out of reach for everyone else. It’s just so rude to make people ask you to move, or, worse yet, to crawl over you, just to set their tushes down.
*Amy Lau, friend of Rogue over at her quote gallery.
...If I can find the damn page again, I´ll share. *keeps looking*
Tidbit quote I found:
What? Someone with an unusual interest? And on the INTERNET, of all places... who would have believed it?
I’m all for exercise in the general sense, as long as I don’t get too much of it. But I’m sick and tired of exercises in futility.
…and if eyes are the windows to the soul, I’m getting’ me some curtains.
It has been said that There is no better way to relieve stress than to stab someone repeatedly in the chest.* If the opportunity does not present itself, might I suggest stabbing the lemon cake you’ve just baked with a toothpick? Granted, not quite the same, but there’s no limit to the number of times you can poke the bastard.
Plus, the recipe told me to do it.
Now, I don’t know what Dante’s said about the levels and types of hell, but here’re two:
Laurell K. Hamilton, an American writer born in 1963, says in Bloody Bones:
Having defined a Lower Circle, let me give the stage to Firefly’s very own Shepard Book, who says:
*smirk*
One pet peeve that I have to share: why, oh good lord why, when the bus is full, do people insist on sitting in the aisle seat, leaving a beautiful (and empty) seat by the window out of reach for everyone else. It’s just so rude to make people ask you to move, or, worse yet, to crawl over you, just to set their tushes down.
*Amy Lau, friend of Rogue over at her quote gallery.
...If I can find the damn page again, I´ll share. *keeps looking*
Tidbit quote I found:
What? Someone with an unusual interest? And on the INTERNET, of all places... who would have believed it?
