I got your mail, but now it won't let me reply to it. Sigh.
Like any of that's enough to fight the Dark Master. Bator.
Xander ,'Lessons'
Natter 40: The Nice One
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.
Lee - Nov 08, 2005 2:36:57 pm PST #2372 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
JZ - Nov 08, 2005 2:38:57 pm PST #2373 of 10006
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Tep, did you send me mail? Or, rather, did you get mail from me, or did my work servers eat it, as is their occasional wont?
Steph L. - Nov 08, 2005 2:41:50 pm PST #2374 of 10006
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Tep, did you send me mail? Or, rather, did you get mail from me, or did my work servers eat it, as is their occasional wont?
I got your e-mail, and I've been dragging my feet in replying, because I am a lazy git. Will reply imminently.
JZ - Nov 08, 2005 2:44:14 pm PST #2375 of 10006
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
No, no, don't rush. I'm just always paranoid that my outgoing stuff has disappeared. Because it sometimes in fact has. Though not this time, huzzah.
Jessica - Nov 08, 2005 3:02:19 pm PST #2376 of 10006
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Perhaps this has already been linked in the LotR or Fanfic threads, but I don't care -- the Colbert Nation now has Stephen Colbert LotR fic:
"Minion of evil!" shouted Stephen. "You have heard of Gandalf the Gray, and Saruman the White, though you may fear them not! Now, tremble in your ethereal shoes, for I am Colbert the Pinstriped! Look upon me and despair!" The Ringwraith-who-was-not-yet-Nazgul shrank back from Stephen's gimlet gaze.
Emily - Nov 08, 2005 3:09:22 pm PST #2377 of 10006
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
So, there I was, attempting to work on my homework like a good doobie, even trying the part of my math homework where it says, "Write a paragraph," which I, hypocritically, hate to do, and suddenly -- flash of rage! And now I must take a break.
(Mostly just because he asked us to make sure to write about the role the graph of complex numbers plays in multiplying them, particularly in polar form, and I don't know what the fuck he's talking about, because graph form! How the fuck does that help calculate the product? So, rage. Which makes me think maybe I'm a little tired.)
Laura - Nov 08, 2005 3:49:31 pm PST #2378 of 10006
Our wings are not tired.
I'm kinda impressed. Last week I filled out the FEMA application on line. Thursday a fella called and said he would come by at 11:30 Friday. He arrived exactly at the appointed time. Today $226.80 was deposted into my account for chain saw reimbursement. I don't know if anything will happen with the roof and van damage.
This was the first time in my 51 years I have never requested assistance. This time I decided to give it a shot. Huh. It wasn't even unpleasant. The FEMA dude was personable. DH was joking around with him. Again with the Huh.
ION, I'm watching Much Ado About Nothing and have driven everyone out of the living room. What a cool discovery. Who knew all I had to do was turn on Shakespeare to have some peace?
sarameg - Nov 08, 2005 4:19:55 pm PST #2379 of 10006
A friend of mine with really delicate skin (her cat licked her forehead once and it tore up her skin), but really annoying acne swears by pro-activ.
Me, I'm ok most of the month. And then I'm not. And yet, everytime, I'm surprised. I figure it is my lot, since the genetic choices were either no acne ever or lifelong. At least I avoided the ooky painful backne. It annoys me on my face, but given the choice, I can REACH and put gunk on it. I guess my mom (ew) popping my dad's backne and generally applying skin care products to it could be a sign of closeness, but still. Bad enough we had to take turns massaging his nasty feet when he had heel spurs. It helped, but just...ew. We drew straws. My poor dad probably felt unloved. But...runner's feet, people.
2) Set make desire for Smashbox box. (Although I really can't afford that kind of prezzie for myself.)
Christmas is coming. Or Hannukah. Or generalized giftgiving season.
I've been really boring with my lipstuff. Turns out L'oreal's endless liquid in wine without end is basically my lipcolor, just shinier and more even. But since it stays put, I'll mix other stuff in to darken it or make it redder or whatever.
Cass - Nov 08, 2005 4:30:36 pm PST #2380 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
A friend of mine with really delicate skin (her cat licked her forehead once and it tore up her skin)*This* is why one cheek has been all unhappy and scuffed up. It's been bugging me for weeks but on retrospect, that is exactly how long kittenish has been snuggling next to me in the mornings and then licking my cheek once or twice when she wants me awake and I want me asleep.
I have given up on new lipstick colors. There is MAC Del Rio, and then there is other. And other often looks like ass on me. I fear change, but I have cause.
Jesse - Nov 08, 2005 4:30:38 pm PST #2381 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I am glad no member of my family has ever asked me to perform any personal task such as those described by sara. Ew.
project notes: subject resists modification exercises and begins to escalate crankiness.
HAR.
Is that the P Diddy stuff?
It's just Diddy now!!!!
It wasn't even unpleasant. The FEMA dude was personable. DH was joking around with him. Again with the Huh.
Excellent.
I am supposed to be working on a stupid paper, but I don't wanna.