So tired, in fact, that I think that "Darth Broccoli" would be a good Sith name.
Ahem:
7) a. Cross out all names that may or may not involve food; then, get lunch.
Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Jessica - May 25, 2005 11:28:09 am PDT #6845 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
bon bon - May 25, 2005 11:28:14 am PDT #6846 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
My BF came up with a similar thing.
Darth Coitus Interuptus
Darth It's Malignant
Darth I Have to Let You Go
Darth Fatty
Jesse - May 25, 2005 11:29:26 am PDT #6847 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm sure they'll be made up in no time, but we're really trying to get him to run his actions past an approval committee before he goes too far.
The only potential problem there is, what if the committee isn't made up of the right people?
tommyrot - May 25, 2005 11:29:54 am PDT #6848 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
7) a. Cross out all names that may or may not involve food; then, get lunch.
Broccoli is the exception that proves the rule. Or maybe Brussel sprouts.
I like bon bon's BF's Darths.
How 'bout Darth Flaccid.
Dana - May 25, 2005 11:30:13 am PDT #6849 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I'm having one of those e-mail exchanges with someone where I end up repeating myself over and over again, yet the information never gets conveyed.
"You need this information?"
"Yes, that information."
"But what is it you need, exactly?"
"That information."
"That information? That's what you need?"
"That would be it."
And now my subconscious is mentally recasting the whole thing as a Sports Night episode.
-t - May 25, 2005 11:30:18 am PDT #6850 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Obviously, first you have to have a committee to select the committee.
Calli - May 25, 2005 11:30:40 am PDT #6851 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Darth Irreconcilable Markup Error?
Topic!Cindy - May 25, 2005 11:31:32 am PDT #6852 of 10001
What is even happening?
Oh, dear. My husband is forwarding me emails from a town-ish wide list, about a real estate tax override, and school closures, and what not. All this committee talk keeps making me double check where I am.
JZ - May 25, 2005 11:31:54 am PDT #6853 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Just for the record, I'd like to state that despite being nipped at by body image demons because of the Tall Blonde Goddess, I'm totally aware that those are my own demons, home-bred by me and not brought on by anything Hec has ever said or done, and that I'm really rather placidly unbothered by his best vacation EVAR. Placidly unbothered and slightly eye-rolly, but still.
It just gives me an excuse to Make Things Right.
However, since Making Things Right usually involves treats, footrubs and other indulgences, I'm delighted to pretend to sulk for a bit.
§ ita § - May 25, 2005 11:33:20 am PDT #6854 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
what if the committee isn't made up of the right people?
Women and married men. And I'll run it.
There was such a lovely moment as he was relaying his tale of how wronged he was when everyone (two women and a married man) turned to stare at him mouthing "You did what?"
To his credit, he had roses on his desk we assumed were for the GF (I offered to call her up the next day and find out by asking "How did you like those flowers?") so even though we don't think he won't make the same mistake again, he's working to get out of the hole.
Hey -- you remember those days when Hec hadn't been killed by his wife? Good times, good times. If they've been married the one year, she kills with paper, right?