J, the 14th of January?
Yup.
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.
J, the 14th of January?
Yup.
Last day of work! In your FACE, stupid job! The one good thing about only doing bullshit clerical work? There's very little to "hand off."
Yeah, but when he was actually on alot of speed and making movies -- weren't they all about nothing? Like, no action?
They were probably absolutely fascinating to other people who were also on a lot of speed.
Last day of work! In your FACE, stupid job!
Yay! Plus, tonight, we all get to see you in your fabulous suit.
Yup
Hmm.
I'm not even sure what kind of relays my heating system might have. During the house inspection, the inspector found a patent plate on the big "snowman" furnace that indicated it was patented in 1922. We know for sure that it was retrofitted from coal to gas....
You need something that's both going to fragment and send wet gobbets flying.
Bring on the Mil. Spec. Chicken(s)!
Which were in fact used for testing how military jet engines would react if they ran into a flock of birds. Bird who happened to be frozen chickens hanging around presumably in mid-air, but still.
Okay, I need to get the LJ layout fixed, stat.
I think the black beads take it in a landslide. Which is good, because I bought them specifically for the dress before I realised I had a bunch of other necklaces that might work too.
Also, I'll be done at 6:30ish on the 14th, if anyone wants to grab dinner with me. There will be reminders. Possibly begging.
::writes "J" on calendar::
Is there any reason for me to keep the copies of my old time sheets?
Isn't it nice when things work out that way?
The ice storm of DEATH appears to have finally commenced, a couple hours later than predicted. Fat, lazy flakes here and there. People leaving to pick up their kids because the school are closing early.