I suspect I shall be developing glitter lung over Christmas. My Dad’s very keen on tinsel but it’s all getting a bit elderly so inhalation is a definite possibility.
Just put on a cable-knit sweater and a sarong and get on with your lives. Anyway, shouldn’t it be “an ongoing disaster”?
I work with grade school teachers. I know glitter lung. Yet, I laugh.
Solution: If it feels good wear it.
Whoa. One of the few C&G comics where Cat and Girl are actually kinda participating in a conversation, instead of simultaneously monologuing. :P
Well I don’t think dependence on foreign sources is such a huge problem (unlike with energy). But I also don’t think things are as bleak as all that either. Maybe if we’re talking about clothes alone there is really only so much variety to be explored, and to continue finding interesting styles we have to learn to find things unique when they are really only tiny variations. Even there I find it doubtful. But when we extend to music, art, etc. there is an endless space left unexplored.
It’s _an_ ongoing disaster. Must be a fake Girl, the real one would be pointing this out.
Maybe she began to say “It’s a hard life indeed,” or something of the sort, but Cat interrupted her with “working in the style mines,” and she gave up on her previous comment and decided to label the style mine work as “ongoing disaster,” using “disaster” as a substantive noun that does not require an article, as in “we are facing disaster.” It would still be a sentence fragment, to be sure, but perhaps artistic license excuses it.
My grandfather was a coal miner. But I doubt he would have lived to 96 working in the style mines. That’s a death sentence!