"Have a blessed day" kind of irks me, depending on context, but honestly, the people saying it are generally lovely and mean well. Unless I'm at work, then I'm all HULK SMASH. Like the time I got the email from HR about appropriate work email ettiquette.... with her Bible sig at the bottom. Argh.
Oh, Pacey! You blind idiot. Can't you see she doesn't love you?
Spike ,'Help'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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.
Jesse - Aug 03, 2005 5:33:13 am PDT #5304 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Jesse - Aug 03, 2005 5:34:31 am PDT #5305 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh wait, I just realized my good association with "Have a blessed day" --- in DC, can you still call that crazy cafeteria menu line with the lady who loves you so much and sings and whatnot? Man, she got me through many a bad day when I lived down there. I think she ended with "Have a blessed day." Does anyone know what I'm talking about?
bon bon - Aug 03, 2005 5:36:47 am PDT #5306 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
OH! hmm, I bet he will not be playing Dan though. He's much less fun when not Dan.
No, but I found him strangely charismatic even though he had like three lines. And then I wondered what the hell he's been up to and his credit list is short.
I do wonder what the hell the president's "vacation" is like. He's the freaking president! Is he just telecommuting?
Daisy Jane - Aug 03, 2005 5:37:49 am PDT #5307 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Like the time I got the email from HR about appropriate work email ettiquette.... with her Bible sig at the bottom. Argh.
You know, I thought about putting a random bible verse on one of my email sigs. Not one of the inspirational or whatever ones, just a completely random one. Like maybe one of the laws from the old testament. Oooh, or maybe, for when I'm PMSing, one of the parts about what to do with a menstrating woman.
billytea - Aug 03, 2005 5:40:55 am PDT #5308 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Oooh, or maybe, for when I'm PMSing, one of the parts about what to do with a menstrating woman.
Can we sing it to the tune of "What Shall We Do With The Drunken Sailor"?
Jesse - Aug 03, 2005 5:42:44 am PDT #5309 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I like it, Heather, because you're not HR. Or are you?
Also, I found the number for the lunch lady, but it's defunct, alas.
Daisy Jane - Aug 03, 2005 5:43:01 am PDT #5310 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Can we sing it to the tune of "What Shall We Do With The Drunken Sailor"?
Absolutely!
Topic!Cindy - Aug 03, 2005 5:43:19 am PDT #5311 of 10002
What is even happening?
My personal email signature is a Bible Verse:
I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.
Of course, that's a personal email account.
msbelle - Aug 03, 2005 5:43:38 am PDT #5312 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
cafeteria lady
I know what you are talking about. She wasn't in DC proper was she?
Daisy Jane - Aug 03, 2005 5:44:11 am PDT #5313 of 10002
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
No. no HR. Mostly UE right now.
Speaking of which. I should run off now. See y'all later!
ETA: What about siging the begats? Would make the sig longer than the email.