Young lady, you've been on here way longer than twenty minutes. Sit on the floor in your room, and read. Also? Drink something cold.
Whoa. Good myth.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 20, 2005 2:07:54 pm PDT #4200 of 10001
What is even happening?
vw bug - Sep 20, 2005 2:09:28 pm PDT #4201 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Yes Ma'am!
Do I get to break for the Season Premier of Gilmore Girls?
Scrappy - Sep 20, 2005 2:09:29 pm PDT #4202 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
vw, can you take chair into your room (since I assume the reading in bed thing is what makes you fall asleep)?
vw bug - Sep 20, 2005 2:10:27 pm PDT #4203 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
There's no room for a chair in my room. I'll figure it out, though.
DavidS - Sep 20, 2005 2:19:02 pm PDT #4204 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Work is going to make my fucking head explode.
All I've done all day is put out fires and fix shit, and not only am I not getting any thanks for it, I'm getting carped at by higher ups that there are any problems at all.
I hate them all and want to stab them in the head with a barbecue fork!
Fucking punitive incompetent ass-covering scatter brained management fucko fuckwits. Get out of my face for fixing shit! I am not responsible for every little crapdoodle thing that goes wrong, since (a) I only do what you tell me to do; and (b) it only happens after you fucking authorize it.
Also, none of this shit is important. It's all minor crap.
On top of which, I'm absolutely swamped by the workload of the OCI shit and I won't be able to catch up to it until tomorrow night, since I have to get Emmett tonight.
Astarte - Sep 20, 2005 2:32:33 pm PDT #4205 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
Hands Hec a barbecue fork.
Stands nonchalantly by trying to look not!enabling.
Fuck that. This should be fun, and I don't have anyone in barbecue fork range to skewer myself.
goes to pop popcorn
Laura - Sep 20, 2005 2:33:00 pm PDT #4206 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
{{Hec}} Oh my. No head exploding. Except the management fucko fuckwits that need to have exploding heads.
I skipped. {{all of ya}}
Astarte - Sep 20, 2005 2:35:10 pm PDT #4207 of 10001
Not having has never been the thing I've regretted most in my life. Not trying is.
And I just heard on the news that Rita is headed our way.
Fuck the fucking fuck. Why did I move to Texas again?
erikaj - Sep 20, 2005 2:36:16 pm PDT #4208 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Oops. Manager fell on a barbecue fork. But the firm doesn't own a barbecue fork. I suspect rogue NorCal vampires.
dw - Sep 20, 2005 2:37:19 pm PDT #4209 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval
I hate them all and want to stab them in the head with a barbecue fork!
Head? Wouldn't it be better to aim for something softer and more likely to cause lasting Pavlovian pain?
My confession: I have been bored silly at work for three months now. I'd love to get a new job, but my options would be to either a) take a pay cut to be a web lackey elsewhere in the university, b) take a pay cut to run a program elsewhere in the university, or c) leave the U for more money -- and say goodbye to thoughts of getting a master's, at least for free.
If you can't tell, I'm overpaid for what I do, but underpaid compared to what a private sector person could make.
Sigh.