I'd still take his digits.
Now you can luxuriate in a nice jail cell, but if your hand touches metal, I swear by my pretty flowered bonnet, I will end you.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Jars - Nov 23, 2005 8:25:34 am PST #6688 of 10006
Sue - Nov 23, 2005 8:29:59 am PST #6689 of 10006
hip deep in pie
I am totally crashing and totally cranky. Coffee has been no help. I almost threw a hissy fit on the phone because the friend I am seeing a movie with tonight has already seen Good Night and Good Luck, which I want to see. I should probably go home instead and stay away from the people.
shrift - Nov 23, 2005 8:34:56 am PST #6690 of 10006
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
And now is the time on Sprockets when we laugh uproariously at the people submitting last-minute emergency requests, who then send me additional e-mails requesting that I notify other people when the work is done, because they're leaving the office early.
Yeah, I'll get on that right away, Sparky.
Sue - Nov 23, 2005 8:36:29 am PST #6691 of 10006
hip deep in pie
OMG Shrift, my Urge to Kill is rising for you.
shrift - Nov 23, 2005 8:42:04 am PST #6692 of 10006
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
OMG Shrift, my Urge to Kill is rising for you.
It's all good. I'm over the Hill of Rage and cruising into the Valley of Pointing and Laughing.
Calli - Nov 23, 2005 8:42:37 am PST #6693 of 10006
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
the people submitting last-minute emergency requests, who then send me additional e-mails requesting that I notify other people when the work is done, because they're leaving the office early.
Bwah-hah-hah!
"Oh, no need to worry about notification, bunko. This 'emergency' will be dealt with sometime between November 29 and December 10, 2008. You'll have all kindsa time to tell them about it."
Lee - Nov 23, 2005 8:48:29 am PST #6694 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
La la la I have nothing to do la la la.
bon bon - Nov 23, 2005 8:52:12 am PST #6695 of 10006
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
La la la I have nothing to do la la la.
Me either and I've reached the end of the internet!
I am also eating chicken pot pie and drinking a mix of perrier and oj.
Steph L. - Nov 23, 2005 8:52:49 am PST #6696 of 10006
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I've reached the end of the internet!
Ooooh -- what's it like? Is it flat? Does data just topple over the edge?
Aims - Nov 23, 2005 8:54:54 am PST #6697 of 10006
Shit's all sorts of different now.
The internets are round! They just circle and circle and circle and there is no end.
Much like it felt watching Lindsay Lohan sing last night.