Seek and ye shall find, work and ye shall prosper. These were the watchwords of my youth, the ethos of my tender years, as I was growing up in a little town you've probably never heard of.
@Amphora The Wine Library delivers!! Granted, you have to pay the UPS fees and UPS sucks balls in general (seriously, THE WORST), but if you buy a few cases, that'll set you up for a while.
@zeytin PJ Harvey? Holy Quintuplity?
Are you SURE "The Child is Gone" is about losing your virginity? Because it reads to me like it's about a miscarriage or an abortion. I mean...
"And I ran my hand o'er a strange inversion
A vacancy that just did not belong
The child is gone"
"So my darling, give me your absence tonight
Take all of your sympathy and leave it outside
'cause there's no kind of loving that can make this all right"
Right? Am I way offbase here?
I came to strenuously object that "True Affection" by The Blow did NOT come out 7 years ago, until I looked it up and did the math, and holy fuck, 2006 was 7 years ago, and I have completely lost all sense of time, and good goddamn, I am so OLD.
@Emby When I first moved to NYC, I was SO EXCITED about all the bands I could see! In addition to a full-time evening grad-school curriculum, a full-time internship, and a long-distance relationship that involved frequent weekend travel, I made it my mission to see as many bands as possible. It didn't take long to burn out, both in terms of energy and money. After a whirlwind six months of seeing as many bands as I possibly could, I crashed HARD and went into a severe anti-live-bands phase that I'm just now coming out of, three years later. I've become super-picky about what bands I see live (e.g. Tegan & Sara, Robyn, and Bjork are always worth whatever price you have to pay, because hotdamn), and I'm probably going to pay more than I have to on StubHub to see Haim, because they are just that amazing.
On Q: Why Does This Grape Tastes Like Cotton Candy? A: Because It Was Genetically Engineered to Taste Like Cotton Candy
@ajayne I've been looking for the cotton candy grapes, but in the meantime I tried out the witch fingers and sweet surrender grapes from Grapery. They were both amazing! So glad FD is carrying them now. The witch finger grapes are really fun to eat.
@SwissMeringue Sometimes I feel nauseated! So that's awesome. But never any better than normal.
@Elsajeni I quit the bridal party, basically. I gave her several viable solutions with the help of the awesome Pinner Sisterhood--like pick a dress that comes in sizes that fit EVERYONE in the bridal party (like a reasonable person would), or let her sister and me wear a different dress (her sister is scrawny; I'm the only fatso. But there's a thing where family members in the bridal party sometimes wear something different from the friends in the bridal party, so that seemed like a good solution to me), and she shot all the ideas down. She was really hardcore about my getting the dress custom made. I dutifully got a bunch of quotes from dressmakers, and they were all outlandishly expensive--like at least twice the cost of the $225 dress from JCrew (which, in my opinion, $225 is still a ridiculous amount to ask your bridesmaids to pay for a dress that looks like an apron). I was super upset about the whole thing and decided I'd be much happier to just be a guest at the wedding, so I quit. That made my brother really upset, because he really wanted me to be in the wedding party, so they hashed it out between themselves and we settled on the different dress option.
@Urwelt Oh man, I didn't even consider the metaphorical side of the lake. I should probably watch it all again. I just assumed it was that the water in the lake is so cold that you can't stay in for long before contracting hypothermia and dying.
Some of you might remember the unpleasantness with my brother's fiance and the no-plus-size-bridesmaid-dress fiasco of '13, wherein she suggested I purchase the fabric and have a seamstress create a dress in my size to the tune of ~$500, and all of you suggested she go soak her head.
Well. I am pleased to report that everything worked out and their wedding is next weekend. She apologized profusely and sincerely, and I no longer want to set her on fire. I think she also learned a thing or two about sensitivity.
For the wedding, her sister and I are wearing coordinating dresses that are different from but complementary to the rest of the bridal party, and I happen to actually LOVE mine (empire waist, floor length and swooshy, straps you can wear a normal bra under, and a pretty light grey / almost purplish color) and feel very pretty in it. So, hooray! Crisis averted!
As a sort of amusing twist of fate that leaves me wondering about karma, Tropical Storm Andrea might make it rain on their wedding. And my name is Andrea.