Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
I'm scared. It looks pretty out with the bright and the nice blue sky so that must mean deep freeze.
I've got a great view looking straight down the salt & pepper bridge in my cubical, and yeah, it's gorgeous. But you can tell by the way the smoke rises off of building just how damn cold it is, because it's all wispy and slow moving.
LOST party registration opens tonight. Please send registration~ma this way. My stomach is all butterflies.
I expect 3 people to sign up, and 2 of them will be mercy registrations.
I hate my raincloud 'tude.
You've also seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see....
That was the good bit, though. As was the subtle whoring.
Hey lady, you lady, kravving up your life...
Timelies.
We'll be getting a big winter storm starting tomorrow, apparently. That should quiet all of the skibunnies. Pffft. It's not like we have downhills worth skiing, and yet they still whine. I mock the downhills here. Mockmockmock.
Welcome home, Gus!
Timelies all.
I missed the enticing me to Vegas part
For all values of "missed" that include having a lengthty AIM discussion on?
Boston area report: cold in Somerville, but not cruel; but in the Back Bay, whoa nellie the windchill. Maybe the rest of the city is at -18 wind chill, but my neighborhood is at -100,000.
In my dream world, their are personal snow removal contractors, who work for $5.00/hour and not only plow your driveway, but shovel your steps and walks, and apply sand and/or salt to them.
These are called neighbor children. Actually, I don't know how much they charge, but when it snows heavily on the weekends or if school is closed, they amble by around 10am, shovels in hand, looking for business.
Considering I am in a long-running argument with my landlord about what his legal responsibilities are in the shoveling department, I am looking forward to hiring them and sending along the bill. (N.b. His responsibility, as landlord, is to shovel or have someone do it. It's snowed 6 times since November and to our knowledge he has not moved a single flake. Because "he's very busy" and lives inconveniently far away.)
I was mocking my father for this last night - he JUST called me to warn me about the bad weather coming my way and urging me to get to the stores beforehand. They are only predicting 2-6 inches AND I am half a block from a grocery store.
Oh yeah - welcome home, Gus!
These are called neighbor children. Actually, I don't know how much they charge, but when it snows heavily on the weekends or if school is closed, they amble by around 10am, shovels in hand, looking for business.Yeah. Ten miles north, that quaint practice died off in the very early 80s. In fact, I may have to blame my own generation.