RL things I love
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Quietly rooting for my buddy to find love.
I got this buddy who is(?) in the closet. Its one of those things where everyone we know KNOWS, and for all we know HE KNOWS (he probably does but it just isnt public stuff because hes in a very "dude man bro" job).
Dude is fucking adorable. Always smiling. Always has good jokes. Never seen him angry. Always offers to pick up the appetizer. He's basically a cub that looks and talks like the guy from Tucker and Dale:
Sober: "Oh yeah, dude, I used to dig trenches an shit. Yall wanna shoot some pool? My ass just sitting here playin minecraft. Later I gotta take the truck up north n' help someone uproot a stump from their lawn."
A few dozen beers in: "Dang, man, you got strong shoulders. We should all just cuddle and watch some Walking Dead or some shit..."
So one of my first wishes for 2020 is that he finds the wuv. Guy is a sweetheart, Reuben as hell, and deserves a solid thing. Also, because me and the 3 or so other friends he flirts with are taken and my girl is like: "Hah. I love that guy. Hands off mine, buddy."
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@Goblin Sooooo bookmarking that. You definitely need this one:
(The writers must have seriously loved him, it was awesome.)
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Now I want to watch the Vampire Diaries.
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@surreality I've thought of adding it - it most definitely fits in in certain situations I'll throw it in!
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@Goblin I just love that quote, even. It's such a grand quote.
My husband refuses to watch the show. REFUSES. WILL NOT!!! HE WILL NOT I TELL YOU!!!!!
...except when I throw it on in the background on Netflix when we're on vacation while I'm doing something else and then he's asking me every six seconds what's the deal with so-and-so because he immediately gets totally invested in spite of himself.
BUT HE WILL NOT WATCH IT! NOPE! NOT HIM! HE WILL NOT!
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@surreality I was very sceptical of that show at the start, but was bored one weekend and started watching. I wasn't fully hooked the first... season or so? But Damon was the absolute fucking BEST in that show and I saw it all to the end mostly because of him. Love his capriciousness, his morally gray side, but the coming through to save everyone at the end-sorta thing. I admit, my Evaristo on Arx is a bit influenced by that (that gif-list is basically Evaristo in gifs), apart from Evaristo being much more sunny/cheerful and doesn't really do sarcasm - nor is he very cynical, at least not openly.
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@Goblin It really was better than it had ANY business being. Not high art, but still way, way better than it had any business being.
Someone I know I convinced to watch some of it in spite of themselves (but will not out) put it really well: "He knows how to vampire!" Stefan, on the other hand, "does not know how to vampire." I found this charmingly on point.
My mother caught an episode once, and her commentary was adorable:
"So this is where television is hiding all the handsome young men!"
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"So there are endless pretty men without their shirts on, formal gowns or historical costumes every three episodes or so, and there are vampires? No wonder you like this."The husband refuses to learn character names, and thinks this saves him. Everyone gets nicknames instead. (This does not save him.)
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The film Stranger than fiction. My go to happy place.
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@Ghost said in RL things I love:
Quietly rooting for my buddy to find love.
My wish already came true! He came to house party tonight with a date!
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I have so many friends who have my back no matter what, even now when my family and I are facing down some sad times. And, of course, I have my boys and hubby and mom.
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Aw. Thank you, Gany.
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...so after surgery followup foo yesterday, since my mother had to take me (and we didn't have my eat-machine husband in tow), she insisted on going to The Cheesecake Factory. My father hates it, so she never gets to go, and I had been craving stuffed mushrooms anyway, so I figured I'd wince through it.
I managed to eat a whopping 3 stuffed mushrooms, but she insisted that I order a slice of cheesecake to bring home.
Ohgod. If you have a chance to try the chocolate cherry cheesecake, y'all... (We're calling this 'dinner' and it probably has a whole day's worth of calories in this slice, so... )
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Honest, the best part of the Factory is the Caesar salad. It has so much garlic it hurts so good.
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I have mild rosacea, mostly just in my cheeks; it's always earned me a lot of teasing from coworkers and acquaintances, and it's just one of those small aggravating things I've dealt with for years now. "OHOHO LOOK WHO'S BLUSHING!" Stop, jeez.
Tonight, my kiddo came up to me and it looked like his cheeks were really really flushed. I was like, "Little dude, what's going on?"
And he was like, "I put red chalk on my cheeks so I can look as cool as you!"
AHHHHHHHHHHH. Freaking kids man, they are so sweet.
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@surreality said in RL things I love:
My father hates it, so she never gets to go...
I don't... I don't know how to understand this. The Cheesecake Factory's menu is literally everything edible (hyperbole for humor). It takes me 15 minutes just to get through the whole damned thing and another 15 to finally decide between the 10 things that sounded good to me that day (not hyperbole at all). Him not liking the Cheesecake Factory is him not liking food.
Anyways, RL thing that I love:
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I've only been to Cheesecake Factory once in my life and I was sick so I poked at a salad.
Someday I guess I should try going again. If just for dessert.
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@Ominous My dad is verrrrrrrrrrrry much a classic diner-or-mom's cookin' sort of person. (And by 'mom', I mean my grandmother made him lunch still every day until about 6 months before she passed, when she became ill, not my mother, his wife!) He was in his 50s before he ever made himself a single lunch (a sandwich, he's since managed canned soup as well) for himself. It's less that he's a brat about it and more that his mom was my classic Italian granny that would look at me today and still tell me I'm too skeeeeeeeennnnnnnny (which I'm so not by miles). After she passed and mom was still working before she retired, he had no idea what to even do with himself, leading to a lot of flaily calls mid-day asking if I wanted to get lunch somewhere, but it's always a sub place, burger place, the diner, and similar. (Still happens when my mother's out of town sometimes.) He was a sportswriter before he retired, so his hours were usually 'work dinner -> late night', so he was alllllllways home for lunch.
He could probably find 100 things he liked on it -- because that's reeeeeally not hyperbole at all -- but they're all pricey and fancy and dammit it feels so FRENCH to him. (He did not come to actual France with my mother and I, either. Sucks to be him!) He wants to go to a diner and get huge servings of meal + the default big bowl of soup/big salad + two or more sides for the price of, say, that tiny plate of six mushrooms I got.
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Some of you may or may not know, but there's a vigilante at work in the Phoenix metropolitan area right now. He stalks the night, strikes, and has been leaving his mark. Police are trying to catch him, but so far have been unsuccessful.
I present to you...
Not all heroes wear capes. Go, Penis Man, go.