Sarameg, bunk, I've got one: "Baltimore: You Didn't Come Here To Hunt, Did You?" Pointy-Haired consultants will like it cause they will think it's about how urban the city is, and Homicide fans will like it cause we can giggle behind our hands. And, duh, just now realized the H:LOTS ep "The City that Bleeds" is a play on "The City That Reads". Bad Homicide fan, no TastyKake.
'The Message'
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.
Huh. I just got an email sent out to my History of Math class which says that the answers to last week's homework are posted on the Web, with the addendum "(Several of these are from Emily S's homework. Thank you, Emily)"
Huh! Of course, now I feel even worse about the fact that I can't figure out how to finish two of the problems on this week's homework.
Dana, I have some items that were gifted to me that I cannot use. send me an address and they are yours.
This is what Jaye felt like when she got her Employee of the Month award, isn't it?
Um, this is definitely how I pictured this. Only, I do think you work harder than Jaye any day.
Yay msbelle for today being better.
Go Emily with the homework-appreciation!
I dreamt of dogs last night.I dreamt of many, many Buffistas. Twas strange but I can't remember a lot of the specifics now.
Also that little question I kept waking up with, "Is it actually raining?" should have resolved itself into, "Your back car windows are down, dumb ass." instead of, "Mrrmph, rain nice." Whoops.
I randomly bumped into the Lush in Herald Square the other day, and could there be a worse location for that store? I mean, it's in a busy area, which I guess is good, but it's all jammed up between Modell's and the DMV and shit. Weird.
Dana, I have some items that were gifted to me that I cannot use. send me an address and they are yours.
Are you sure? I was just whining, honestly, but if you're sure, that would be nine kinds of awesome.
I choose hunky bartender. Of course, I'm on antibiotics, so it'll be a while before I get near a bar.
dreamt of dogs last night
so did I . some guy was breeding bueatiful golden retrivers. I ended up with two of them. Msbelle married the man that was breeding the dogs.
I dreamt I was dressed as Power Girl. Not that I *was* Power Girl; no, I was still me, but wearing a Power Girl outfit.
It's possible I'm reading too many comics.
I never ever remember my dreams, and I very much wish I could, at least on occasion.
Do you think it's too much of a cheating if I'll ask for help in writing, casting, scoring and all-the-rest-ing dreams for me? Even if only once or twice? Because I don't see any way for me to remember dreams other than inventing them, and consciously inventing a dream defeats all the purpose, right?