You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends.

Spike ,'Sleeper'


What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35  

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.


Lee - May 13, 2005 9:39:26 am PDT #3917 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I have one password that I tend to use for everything, and I am pretty sure at least a couple of the Buffistas know it.

ION, work just ground to a halt, which is weird.


DebetEsse - May 13, 2005 9:41:03 am PDT #3918 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Perkins, when did you move into my Universe. I don't think I've done more than 30 minutes of work today. Because there isn't. anything. to. do. Stupid having to wait for other people


Calli - May 13, 2005 9:44:26 am PDT #3919 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I may be sharing a Universe with Perkins and DebetEsse. At 10 am I sent an email to a headhoncho asking if I could start work on the Important Time Sensative Project he's supposed to pass to me.

It's now 2:44 pm in Calli-land and what's that I hear? Crickets? Yep.


Topic!Cindy - May 13, 2005 9:44:36 am PDT #3920 of 10001
What is even happening?

I need to get my ass in gear. Ben and Julia will be home shortly. Julia has a T-Ball game (there was never, and I am glad my daughter has both more athletic ability and opportunities than I did, but there was never, ever a more drawn out sport than T-Ball for kindergarten aged children) tonight. Ben has a baseball game first thing tomorrow morning. Julia has Daisy Scouts (pre-Brownies in the Girl Scout Pantheon) halfway through Ben's game. Later, Julia's invited to a birthday party which is at the same time as her T-ball game tomorrow. The birthday party is winning. Then we're having a High Tea at our church, tomorrow afternoon. I was going to bake for it, although I didn't sign up to do so--this was going to be stealth baking.

I have to make supper early, tonight. Scott is in bed, because he worked from 4:30 yesterday afternoon until I disremember what time this morning, but I picked him up at the Orange Line station at 11:30. I don't know where Julia's T-Ball team T-shirt is, and I have to have it ready for her game. I have a headache, and I know my kids are going to wake up my poor husband, who only went to bed at noon.

t /me


Aims - May 13, 2005 9:45:16 am PDT #3921 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I have a shitload to do since I'm only here 2 days next week. And yet...here I am. And 15 minutes til lunch.


Lee - May 13, 2005 9:45:31 am PDT #3922 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I have the same problem, Debet. I know I have about an hour of work I will need to do later, but I have to wait for other people first. I will also get other work, and probably more than I want, but right now, NSM.


Theodosia - May 13, 2005 9:50:48 am PDT #3923 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"

I'm just geeky enough to use the names of my own made-up characters.


DebetEsse - May 13, 2005 9:54:45 am PDT #3924 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.

I have one of those. And a I am a dork who will never-ever-get-laid one (and, as the girl with the Latin screen name, I consider that saying something).

IOCrypticN, I just got wicked good news that I cannot share, for I do not officially know it. But, if you hear a big old "squee!" from Southern Indiana, that was me!


Lyra Jane - May 13, 2005 9:56:27 am PDT #3925 of 10001
Up with the sun

and, as the girl with the Latin screen name, I consider that saying something

It's Latin? I just thought it was some reference I didn't get. (There are many of these.) Though, for a long time I assumed your RL name was Deborah, and was kind of surprised to find out it wasn't.


Jesse - May 13, 2005 10:01:36 am PDT #3926 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I just had a nearly two-hour lunch as a going away thing for my coworker. Now I want a nap. But I suppose I should do actual work, huh?