What really makes it annoying (and puts gas in the schadenfreudemobile) is that Tom Cruise has to be so damn condescending.
I'm not on the ship. I'm in the ship. I am the ship.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
tommyrot - Jun 24, 2005 9:09:51 am PDT #4280 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.
§ ita § - Jun 24, 2005 9:10:02 am PDT #4281 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Gnargh. I have two or three meetings to set up, and maybe the weekly status report will have to wait until the weekend.
At least the boss knows I'm having a migraine -- I was so completely mealy-mouthed in the meeting that it embarassed me.
The pain is low, but the mental infringement is way high.
bon bon - Jun 24, 2005 9:12:51 am PDT #4282 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
ita, I was at the doctor's today and read July's Vogue. They had an article in there about women picking up surfing, and mentioned a couple of surfing schools/instructors.
Jesse - Jun 24, 2005 9:15:12 am PDT #4283 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Set up the meetings and go.
Jessica - Jun 24, 2005 9:17:19 am PDT #4284 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
puts gas in the schadenfreudemobile
marries this phrase
Vortex - Jun 24, 2005 9:22:07 am PDT #4285 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
A funny --
Two little boys, approximately 4 or 5 years old, spy each other in line. Their mothers are holding their respective hands, staring straight ahead at the menu board with that dispassionate glazed look -- like they're pumping gas, or waiting for a dog to do its business.
Little boy #1: Hey! You get McDonald's for breakfast too!
Little boy #2: Yeah! I'm getting pancakes! I thought I was never going to get pancakes again.
Little boy #1: How come? Your mom doesn't make pancakes at home?
Little boy #2: No. I only get them here. And I didn't think I was ever going to taste them ever again.
Little boy #1: How come?
Little boy #2: Because after my little brother's birthday party, my Mom said she'd rather take it up the ass than eat here anymore.
§ ita § - Jun 24, 2005 9:24:33 am PDT #4286 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Bon, cool. I'll have to have a look. I'm thinking the one lesson won't be enough for me to be sure.
amych - Jun 24, 2005 9:45:53 am PDT #4287 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
cool timewasty game: [link]
§ ita § - Jun 24, 2005 9:47:29 am PDT #4288 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, going to get gas, go home, take a pill and order in.
My shoulders are so tight that joints are cracking when I push them back.
amych - Jun 24, 2005 9:49:40 am PDT #4289 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
My shoulders are so tight that joints are cracking when I push them back.
That's not normal? Huh