Saffron: You just had a better hand of cards this time. Mal: It ain't a hand of cards. It's called a life.

'Trash'


Natter 42, the Universe, and Everything  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


bon bon - Feb 22, 2006 7:24:00 pm PST #8852 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Guadalupe must be on drugs.

ION, Project Jay is so fun. Really, he's so talented and so funny I'll be crushed if it turns out he's not that guy. I read an interview where he said he wanted to do mass market, making like $25 t-shirts-- please, please Jay McCarroll, do a deal with Target. That would be AWESOME. There's no shame in it! You can still do a couture line!


Lee - Feb 22, 2006 8:03:22 pm PST #8853 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Not really Galapagos

eta: Really not--it's Maine.


Aims - Feb 22, 2006 8:24:30 pm PST #8854 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Dooode. Lupe was totally high on something not natural.


§ ita § - Feb 22, 2006 8:31:57 pm PST #8855 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Kalshane, I hope that works out for the not-bad for you.

My performance review had to be split into two meetings. It was...interesting. I asked her to be specific about stuff, and was surprised to see that I hadn't adequately demonstrated my technical knowledge. Apart from writing code for demos and working closely with the development teams to parse requirements? Well, I hadn't demonstrated it to management. Apart from showing them the demos I'd written?

Then the topic changed.

My review's in stone, but so are my objections to two major portion--I went on record for the first time.

The meetings went well, considering.

Aurelia! Ducks falling! I'm not sure why I find that so funny, but a cousin had a story (very sad to her) about a duckling from a school project that fell down a flight of stairs in their house to its death, and try as I may, I can't not laugh. It's just...I know, cruel person, but still. How does a wee duck fall down a flight of stairs anyway? And then the cousin's insistence that the ducklings had been switched at school because her duckling knew better...I actually fell off my chair when she told it to me, and couldn't sit upright for minutes.


Burrell - Feb 22, 2006 8:43:07 pm PST #8856 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Oh ita, I've had to do that before, I mean put my objections on record. It sucks. Left a bad taste in my mouth.

I'm cruel too. I couldn't help but laugh when I was told about someone I knew who was being all cool, jumped off his bunk bed and accidently stomped his wee kitten. I still don't know why I laughed. I was horrified, but at the same time--he was such a dork!


Aims - Feb 22, 2006 8:53:28 pm PST #8857 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.

PR Reunion: Daniel Franco got a little creepified there. "I love you, Heidi." I half expected her to walk over to him, take his shirt off and kiss him. I might be watching too much TV.


Spidra Webster - Feb 22, 2006 8:54:55 pm PST #8858 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Kalshane, I hope it's all happy good news. Yeppers, I do.


aurelia - Feb 22, 2006 8:58:04 pm PST #8859 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

her duckling knew better

Hee. Of course it did.

I've had that window on a tab all evening and every time I look at it I start another giggle fit. It probably wouldn't be so funny if it weren't so wrong.

The alternate ending for the RENT movie is a thing of beauty. And costume designers should realize that tight sweaters just emphasize that Anthony Rapp is a skinny boy with a big giant head.


Sue - Feb 22, 2006 9:02:39 pm PST #8860 of 10002
hip deep in pie

Me drunky.


§ ita § - Feb 22, 2006 9:18:28 pm PST #8861 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I found the name of the chocolate company up north: Oh Chocolate. The website's a) Flash b) under construction, but it does have the address of one of their stores. Which isn't Seattle proper--I have no idea how close or far it is, but everyone talks of it like Seattle. I wrote down the address of the other place but am way too tired to find it now. On the morrow.

Had more of their chocolate today, and that stuff's good. Not a cherry cordial to be found yet.