I think I have to go to SF if I want to see anything in IMAX.
Oh, the humanity!
That's one spunky little girl you've raised. I'm gonna eat her.
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
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.
JZ - Jun 17, 2005 3:08:17 pm PDT #2764 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.
Lee - Jun 17, 2005 3:09:43 pm PDT #2765 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I KNOW!
Hey, are we supposed to be doing something this weekend?
JZ - Jun 17, 2005 3:16:48 pm PDT #2766 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.
This weekend is utterly frelled with Emmetty baseball madness and Father's Day. Next weekend wouldn't suck, though.
Lee - Jun 17, 2005 3:18:03 pm PDT #2767 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I could do next weekend, I think.
JZ - Jun 17, 2005 3:21:48 pm PDT #2768 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.
So you're not gadding away to give your love to the Seattleistas until the following weekend?
I may have to ask you to bring some stuff up with you. I found a horrifying lot of different tchotchkes while cleaning out the old car before rolling it over a cliff, including something I saw two years ago, pounced on to give to Jilli, and then lost in the depths of the trunk. I need to send it on its way before more crap descends upon it and it disappears forever.
bon bon - Jun 17, 2005 3:23:14 pm PDT #2769 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I played hooky today. Called in sick. Well, not exactly, since all I did was tell the receptionist not to expect me today. No one cares whether I show up or not.
Anyway, I went shopping and saw Tim Gunn! Filming something in front of the Banana store on lower Fifth. If there's an ad involving him carrying a box of ballots you heard it here first.
And I'm having donuts for dinner. Bad!
Lee - Jun 17, 2005 3:25:32 pm PDT #2770 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
So you're not gadding away to give your love to the Seattleistas until the following weekend?
Right. I may go down to Santa Barbara that Saturday night, but AAA screwed up my hotel reservations, so I may not be able to.
DavidS - Jun 17, 2005 3:27:54 pm PDT #2771 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
And I'm having donuts for dinner. Bad!
bon!
see it's both an exclamation and a play on the preceding, though opposite, "Bad!" bon bad bad bon. Can I go home now? I'm jealous of bon's fraudulent sick day. Also my wife says our budget won't allow Batman tonight, largely because of the martini bar right next to the theater. It all feels very unFriday, that's what it is.
JZ - Jun 17, 2005 3:31:34 pm PDT #2772 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.
Sweetness, you go see Batman. I want to, but (a) our budget is indeed Teh Suck (but would take less of a hit with a single ticket), and (b) jury duty Tuesday, car shit yesterday, and doing the finding-a-legal-parking-space dance this morning have fucked my work week thoroughly. I don't think I can get out of here before nine tonight. I mean, I can, but I shouldn't, and if I do I'll only suffer all the more for it on Monday.
brenda m - Jun 17, 2005 3:36:32 pm PDT #2773 of 10001
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
I hope that the clerk did it on purpose. That scenario makes me very happy.
Yeah, me too. I was laughing my ass off in my boss's office.
Will it work? I mean, what happens to the ticket?
Worked on her. She bought the second ticket. And even if it doesn't, you've driven someone mad who was apparently annoying you. That's a bargain for a dollar, if you end up buying it yourself. (And hey, she goes to a psychic - those coulda been some damn good numbers.)