'Sleeper'
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 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.
Obviously, first you have to have a committee to select the committee.
Darth Irreconcilable Markup Error?
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.
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.
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?
Darth Boobular Containment Failure?
Darth 404
(Calli inspired me. She's good that way.)
Good times, good times. If they've been married the one year, she kills with paper, right?
Death by paper cut?
Darth Paper Cut?
Darth Edema. Yeah, it's medical, but it's subtle-like.