Nik Kershaw. Faces, from the Human Racing album.
Good luck. Try not to kill people. Hands! Hands!
Willow ,'Storyteller'
Natter 41: Why Do I Click on ita's Links?!
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.
§ ita § - Dec 09, 2005 8:28:34 am PST #597 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Connie Neil - Dec 09, 2005 8:28:53 am PST #598 of 10002
brillig
George Michael
tommyrot - Dec 09, 2005 8:29:10 am PST #599 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Wait, it just sto...nope, there it is again.
Heh.
I'm just listening to the servers in the other room - their fans are loud.
Steph L. - Dec 09, 2005 8:31:38 am PST #600 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
What's everyone listening to, right NOW?
My ceiling fan.
§ ita § - Dec 09, 2005 8:32:30 am PST #601 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Mother Nature giveth, and she taketh away. Just the headline is initially great, finally grim.
Jessica - Dec 09, 2005 8:32:46 am PST #602 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
What's everyone listening to, right NOW?
Civil rights footage.
Calli - Dec 09, 2005 8:32:48 am PST #603 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
What's everyone listening to, right NOW?
The folks in the office across the hall. Not sure what they're doing, but it seems to involve tapping on a box.
I'm sure whatever I imagine will be far more interesting than the truth.
shrift - Dec 09, 2005 8:33:02 am PST #604 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
The Ramones, "It's A Long Way Back To Germany"
sumi - Dec 09, 2005 8:34:03 am PST #605 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!
I'm listening to the people down the hall.
JZ - Dec 09, 2005 8:36:25 am PST #606 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Weekend plans: Narnia tonight, followed by a late-night visit to Table Talker CharlotteJ's house to work on a Gothic ballgown. Housecleaning, cookie baking, and tree-getting tomorrow. Dickens Fair Sunday, including afternoon tea with Betsy.
The Night of the Spandex Anaconda is glorious. And now I miss Vinca Minor (not that she was ever a Buffista, just a TT'er, but I miss her anyhow, so there).
Blarg. Boss is mad at me for misunderstanding an earlier phone call. On-call doc is mad at me for interrupting her intensive care rounds twice with boss's request. Boss will call back in another 5 minutes even madder because on-call doc hasn't called him back yet. PLEASE BACK OFFA ME AND TALK TO EACH OTHER, PLEASE?
Also, Aimée is neither fat nor stupid, and could not possibly be so even if she didn't have future plans involving velvet and karaoke; the velvet and karaoke just make the not!fat and not!stupid even more decisively so.
DJ, I'm glad today is better than yesterday and that folks at work are appreciating you rightly.
Now I must go and await the next round of angry phone calls.