I'd love 62 and rainy if I were at home curled up on my couch.
62 and rainy sitting in my freezing office watching my fingers turn blue? Blech.
No studying? Damn! Next thing they'll tell me is I'll have to eat jelly doughnuts or sleep with a supermodel to get things done around here. I ask you, how much can one man give?
Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Jessica - Jul 08, 2005 12:24:56 pm PDT #8207 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
bon bon - Jul 08, 2005 12:29:26 pm PDT #8208 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I don't know whether to be grateful or disappointed that I took a sick day on such a grey day. Shoulda taken a Dre day.
Jessica - Jul 08, 2005 12:31:17 pm PDT #8209 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
The normally fabulous Wall! Of! Windows! (with views of the Chrysler Building and the East river) that my cube faces is today a Wall! Of! Coldness! because there is no sun. It is extremely chilly.
Jesse - Jul 08, 2005 12:33:17 pm PDT #8210 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
It's not even really raining, it's just that the clouds are all the way down here, I swear.
Sunday actually looks like a beach day. Hmmmm.
Tom Scola - Jul 08, 2005 12:37:46 pm PDT #8211 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Still tries to not think of pants.
§ ita § - Jul 08, 2005 12:38:05 pm PDT #8212 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My father invented pants.
Jessica - Jul 08, 2005 12:39:02 pm PDT #8213 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
A pants once bit my sister.
tommyrot - Jul 08, 2005 12:39:22 pm PDT #8214 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.
Still tries to not think of pants.
What else is there to think about?
Lee - Jul 08, 2005 12:40:15 pm PDT #8215 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Skirts...
Men in Skirts
sarameg - Jul 08, 2005 12:45:04 pm PDT #8216 of 10001