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[labellementeuse]

Ah, spring: the time of Christchurch weather schizophrenia. Today we have had a beautiful fine morning, a windy but warm early afternoon, a cloudy late afternoon, and now, out of nowhere: hail! Mad, incredibly loud hail, because of the wind.

Not getting comment notifications again >:( LJ is in the doghouse with me this week, but please, if I've ignored you, um, prod me.

I've responded to my impending doom/essay/exams in the traditional way: comfort TV, comfort food, comfort books. I'm reading Guards, Guards! and curling up in bed with spring rolls, toasted pita rounds spread with hummus and stuffed with grated carrots (food of the very happy and quite healthy) and spiders (drink/dessert of the very unhealthy: in the american, coke floats, I believe. Tell me, do Aussies also say spiders? Because I said recently, in tones of great authenticity, that "spider" is a pacific thing, and not exclusive to NZ, on the basis of zero actual knowledge. Anyone?)

Every now and then someone posts something on the flist about the way they're feeling and states it in such a way that it precisely articulates emotions that I have experienced. When one of you does this, I never know what to do. On the one hand the impulse is to comment and say "Yeah, me too!" On the other hand this is neither particularly germane or useful and seems kind of like a waste of comment. It has the weird result in me feeling a lot closer to the person who posted, without actually indicating anything of the sort. V. strange.

Comments

[ellipsisblack.livejournal.com]

Yes, we (well, I) call it a spider. ;) And it is delicious.

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

\o/ Excellent, my fabrications are totally founded! And, yes. I haven't drunk spiders since I was able to drink legally (or, well, not-so-legally) because they're totally a sugary death substitute for the pleasures of alcohol, but I recently rediscovered them and - mmmmm. I may never drink anything else.

[disturbed-kiwi.livejournal.com]

Spiders are wonderful, and I actually really liked the strawberry fanta spider drink thing that came out a while ago.

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

I really disliked the fanta thing, but that's more cause I hate Fanta than anything else :P

[lady-larla.livejournal.com]

you forgot the mad insane thunder and lightning ! that last happened on J's birthday, would you believe it twice in one year shocking what is chch coming too?
yes i cant sleep and i envy your yummy food..havent eaten in hours *goes to find apple crumble*

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

Hee hee hee, exciting weather twice in a year? I guess it's maing up for not snowing.

Mmm, foood. *taunts with hummus*

[lady-larla.livejournal.com]

evil lady taunting with hummus like that, we just took Zaz for a wing clipping, had to tell him he was really going out for ice cream :P
and hail doesnot make up for not snowing *sniffle*
right lots to do for Alex's essay better get down to it ..:(

[kitsunerei88]

Sounds like between your healthy and unhealthy food, you're just as healthy as any college student would be! ^^

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm crossing my fingers, I guess. :P

[eavanmoore.livejournal.com]

Every now and then someone posts something on the flist about the way they're feeling and states it in such a way that it precisely articulates emotions that I have experienced. When one of you does this, I never know what to do. On the one hand the impulse is to comment and say "Yeah, me too!" On the other hand this is neither particularly germane or useful and seems kind of like a waste of comment. It has the weird result in me feeling a lot closer to the person who posted, without actually indicating anything of the sort. V. strange.

Yeah, me too!
:-P

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

Heh. *high-fives*

[sennical.livejournal.com]

You call them spiders? My roommate and I are baffled right now XD

[labellementeuse.livejournal.com]

*adopts similar tone* You call them floats? How dull!

;) Took me ages to figure out what a "root beer float" was when we were in the US (although the problem was compounded by the fact that we were mocking the way you say "route" - we say it the same way you say "root", you see, so it pleased us to call root beer "rout beer." :P)

[sennical.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, I think pronunciation of "route" here is regional. I say it with the "ow" sound, though, yes (except for "Route 66", which almost always gets the "oo" sound, I don't care who you're talking to) :P

[keymash.livejournal.com]

Every now and then someone posts something on the flist about the way they're feeling and states it in such a way that it precisely articulates emotions that I have experienced. When one of you does this, I never know what to do. On the one hand the impulse is to comment and say "Yeah, me too!" On the other hand this is neither particularly germane or useful and seems kind of like a waste of comment. It has the weird result in me feeling a lot closer to the person who posted, without actually indicating anything of the sort.

Yeah, me too!

:P