I'm jealous, sarameg. I need a nap, but I haven't the benefit of a food coma. I guess I should probably scare up some lunch. Indian or an egg salad sammich?
Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
Maria - Oct 19, 2005 8:50:14 am PDT #7282 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2005 8:50:38 am PDT #7283 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Cinematic Happenings Under Development.
Great. I got invited to a crapload of meetings last night, and one of them was while I was at the doctor's this morning. It's going on now, and I tried to dial in, but they haven't. It's too late to go over, since it ends at noon, but now it looks like I'm slacking on a project I've just been assigned to.
I hate all this doctor crap, I really do.
dw - Oct 19, 2005 8:55:17 am PDT #7284 of 10002
Silence means security silence means approval
Hey Allyson, where be the website featuring the writings you made up? I think I missed it in the flotsam and jetsam of the last 500 posts.
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2005 9:12:03 am PDT #7285 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Oh, Jamaica's getting wet, but my parents are okay. Dry and safe and without property damage, although the same can't be said of the whole island. Casualties are low, though.
bon bon - Oct 19, 2005 9:35:18 am PDT #7286 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I swear to g*d, I just tried to map the area where I work to the nearest jamba juice (in tribeca, I think) and this is what I got:
first, turn around and go straight to brooklyn...
If this link doesn't work-- it's like 12 lines long-- I'll delete this post.
ETA: It doesn't work unless one manually adds the = to the end of the url. Odd.
Maria - Oct 19, 2005 9:38:42 am PDT #7287 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
bon, the link just gives an error message. (Edit: And know I know why.)
Tribeca to Brooklyn--I love online mapping services. They're an endless source of amusement.
DavidS - Oct 19, 2005 9:55:00 am PDT #7288 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Emmett went to school despite waking up coughing. He stopped hacking after he had some tea and had no fever, so heartless Dad dropped him off at school.
JZ's co-workers let her work pile up in her absence - and she helps everybody in that unit and the clinic and elsewhere (above and beyond her duties). Weaselfuckers.
I hate work. I want to be somewhere else.
Dana - Oct 19, 2005 9:56:53 am PDT #7289 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I hate work. I want to be somewhere else.
Can I come?
(They want this thing done by November 7th! November 7th! The system doesn't even work yet! How can I document it if it doesn't work?!?)
DavidS - Oct 19, 2005 10:04:04 am PDT #7290 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Can I come?
Absolutely. Let's swing by and collect shrift then go Elsewhere.
P.M. Marc - Oct 19, 2005 10:08:09 am PDT #7291 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I am hungry. However, the baby is eating. Send cookies.
I am also wearing a pair of (jillidon'tlook) jeans.
I have to figure that I was really amazingly bloated in the weeks before I found out I was pregnant, because I bought these in late August last year (thrift store), and they didn't really zip up with ease, despite being a size larger than I usually wore.
Zip up just fine now, and I know I'm still up a few inches from where I was pre-pregnancy. Sadly, they serve to confirm that structured trousers and me are unmixy things.
Thank goodness my laundry will be ready to dry soon.