Psst, hey connie!
Saffron: I'll die. Mal: Well, as a courtesy, you might start getting busy on that, 'cause all this chatter ain't doin' me any kindness.
'Trash'
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.
EpicTangent - May 23, 2005 8:16:14 am PDT #6225 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
Connie Neil - May 23, 2005 8:18:28 am PDT #6226 of 10001
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Psst, hey connie!
Pretty sword pens!
Of course, my eye was then immediately grabbed by the itty vibrators below the pens . . .
EpicTangent - May 23, 2005 8:32:43 am PDT #6227 of 10001
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
my eye was then immediately grabbed by the itty vibrators below the pens
I can take no responsibility for the "if you like this, then check out these!" connections...in fact, mildly disturbed by a sword/fukuoku link.
Sheesh! Sometimes a sword is just a cigar, err, or something.
DavidS - May 23, 2005 8:37:58 am PDT #6228 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Dammit, I looked at a hamburger blog and now I want a hamburger. On the plus side I can go over there at 11:30 and beat the rush.
Less fun than contemplating the imminent cheeseburger: Emmett's got a sore neck, so he's home with Mom. Emmett is surprisingly muscley for an 8 y.o. and he will occasionally "sleep wrong" and get a pinched nerve. These don't seem like 8 y.o. ailments to me, but he gets them.
His Mom will be bringing him to my workplace at 2:30 today. Which at least relieves me of an afternoon commute, and he should be placated with a small gelato (which I owe him anyway from baseball).
Still, I didn't come in to work yesterday because it was too fucking gorgeous to be filing paperwork on a Sunday. But now I'm going to get behind and I'm stressing. Also, the car failed it's smog check and we already dropped $700 on it to fix that problem. So it can't get registered and blah blah dominoes.
Feh.
When's my cheeseburger? Can somebody set a timer?
Jessica - May 23, 2005 8:40:10 am PDT #6229 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Nilly - May 23, 2005 8:40:35 am PDT #6230 of 10001
Swouncing
Poking head to congratulate Betsy on her new job - yay!
DavidS - May 23, 2005 8:44:02 am PDT #6231 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Was it this one?
Yes it was. They haven't even reviewed the best hamburgers in SF yet. (Mo's if anybody was wondering.)
Speaking of beef, one of the fancy boutique places in the Ferry Building is Prather Ranch Beef. Their beef is ultra pure from hormones and antibiotics for a curious reason - the beef is primarily raised for collagen and bone transplants used in surgery. But then they have all this extra fancy beef lying around, but they can't get the usual cuts of meat off of it, because it needs to be cut up first for medical purposes. So you get a lot of tri-tip and fancy hamburger instead of World's Most Organic Porterhouse.
Jesse - May 23, 2005 8:44:03 am PDT #6232 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yay Betsy!
I just got all excited, thinking about going to the Shake Shack for a burger tomorrow when I drop my boots off to be re-soled, but then I remembered I need to lose a couple of pounds in the next couple of weeks, dammit.
-t - May 23, 2005 8:45:20 am PDT #6233 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Congratulations, Betsy!
I'm having a burger right now AIFG. Though probably not the least bit organic.
Calli - May 23, 2005 8:47:20 am PDT #6234 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Congratulations, Betsy!
I felt all kindsa virtuous when I ate my leftovers-based lunch instead of running out for a burger. I suspect that alleged virtue will not last through dinner time.