bahahaha... except Matt, "They were on a break!!"
Also a good thing about this epsiode?
GOATS!
Not spoilery, I swear.
Simon ,'Jaynestown'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bahahaha... except Matt, "They were on a break!!"
Also a good thing about this epsiode?
GOATS!
Not spoilery, I swear.
Wow, Matt, you're really angry on Scott's behalf, aren't you? I honestly have no idea what went wrong with them, but I'd blame her before I'd blame the other guy. But really, I have no idea what went wrong, so I guess I just ignore the situation as best as I can, and pretend like it never happened, I suppose. Why do you think it was his fault? Because I freely admit that I miss a lot of news, gossip or otherwise, so I could just be in the dark.
Alibelle, insent.
eta: night all. I have to get up early, since I am hopefully going to go get my car ipoded tomorrow. Yay!
Ooh, so exciting, Lee! Good night!
Sure. Everbody goes to bed, right when I am about to announce that I am coming back to the U-S 'o-freakin'- A, the day after tomorrow.
Savin, the stodgy pharmaceutical company I have been slaving in Switzerland for, have agreed to go tele-remote for the rest of my involvement with the project. Booyah.
Switzerland has been great, but I miss the house where I made all my parenting mistakes.
Some people are, like, at work and stuff, Mr "I'm going back to the majority's timezone". Um, which is a strange way to spell "congrats, Gus!". It's good that you're going to be back at the place you missed.
Nilly!
Sorry, gal, the nightshift will soon be all yours again. I wil not be in the "majority timezone", however. I'll be in the CT zone, two hours removed from the you-can't-smoke-in- here -the-smell-ruins-the-taste-of-my-guacamole-martini timezone.
Mmmmm..guacamole martini.
It's the timezone in which now is the nightshift. 3 hours here or there are negligible, as the physicists would say.
However, I'm so little here these days (see ND's longings for a real night shift lately), that it can't even be considered mine anymore. Oh, well. As long as you're happy to be going home.
Ah, yes, Wisconsin! If you were to walk into a bar and order a guacamole martini there, the barkeep would engage you in a long converstion about the Packers football team, while one of the other patrons hussled off to summon an exorcist.