Anya: We should drop a piano on her. It always works for that creepy cartoon rabbit when he's running from that nice man with the speech impediment. Giles: Yes, or perhaps we could paint a convincing fake tunnel on the side of a mountain.

'Touched'


Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some  

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.


Daisy Jane - Feb 21, 2005 7:18:42 am PST #9441 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I am at work and hoping to get off early.

So sad about HST. I first read that book at FE's. Called him, and he's shaken and sad.

Centenary College of Louisiana Gentlemen

That's my hometown college! Though I don't see it as being that strange of a mascot.


brenda m - Feb 21, 2005 7:21:45 am PST #9442 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

So sad about HST. I first read that book at FE's. Called him, and he's shaken and sad.

Heather reminded me that I wanted to revive an old tag for the day.


Kalshane - Feb 21, 2005 7:23:52 am PST #9443 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

Congrats, Lee!


Lee - Feb 21, 2005 7:24:14 am PST #9444 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

New job, or new location with same firm?

New job. After 5 years here.

I'm bouncing back and forth between Meep and Yay!

Yeep's not a word, is it?


flea - Feb 21, 2005 7:24:58 am PST #9445 of 10002
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Centenary College of Louisiana Gentlemen

That's my hometown college! Though I don't see it as being that strange of a mascot.

It is if you think of Buffy...


shrift - Feb 21, 2005 7:27:25 am PST #9446 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I'm honestly trying to do work. And yet I'm failing spectacularly. Clearly I'm suffering from some kind of myterious malaise. I prescribe the living room couch, Cool Ranch Doritos, and channel-surfing.


amych - Feb 21, 2005 7:27:45 am PST #9447 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

most of what I've done so far is to accept a job offer in Palo Alto.

You say that as if it were not some kind of achievement. Woo-hoo!

I am now home, having come in to work for just long enough to realize that payroll was only making me sickerer. Bah.


§ ita § - Feb 21, 2005 7:30:56 am PST #9448 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Congratulations, Lee! LA will be the poorer without you, but I suppose it may not be all about me.

I may work later today. First off I had to eat waffles and drink Blue Mountain coffee. In half an hour, I have to start my free week at the swanky gym. Then I intend to look at some apartments in the neighbourhood, and maybe see Sideways or Hotel Rwanda.


Thomash - Feb 21, 2005 7:31:45 am PST #9449 of 10002
I have a plan.

Yeep's not a word, is it?

Why it's a perfectly cromulant word and sounds to be entirely appropriate in its onomonopiadisism.


Daisy Jane - Feb 21, 2005 7:32:20 am PST #9450 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Oooh. That's a good idea. Lemme go dig up mine.