Allyson, so very sorry
Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...
'Shindig'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
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.
beth b - Mar 02, 2006 5:40:01 pm PST #1038 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
brenda m - Mar 02, 2006 6:04:05 pm PST #1039 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Allyson, peace to you and your family. I hope you make it out in time.
Tatts: I am so seriously jonesing for a new tattoo. And I'm actually thinking about a dragonfly too, or possibly a raven.
If I don't have a new one by SF, I hereby give permission to anyone there to drag me somewhere and make me do it.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2006 6:13:16 pm PST #1040 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Cheerios, if only I had some:
If you want me to lead a fucking panel discussion at a conference this weekend, you might consider telling me before 8pm tonight, ummmkayy?
OMG, work. My minion almost lost it today. And I almost lost him. We went out for a smoke break at noonish (nobody had time for actual lunch break) and he kicked the big garbage can/ashtray so hard I practically jumped through the wall. He's like 6'8" and built, just so you can picture. Then we went back up and he emailed his wife to find out how much she would kill him if he just walked out. He was dead serious, it was a fucking near thing. I went to our VP and asked her to speak to a couple of other VPs and get them to lay the fuck off for a while - he's one of those super helpful guys, and everyone is in a frenzy right now, so every freaking department is pulling at him right now. Fucked up, and he was this close to walking out, and I was really having a hard time giving him reasons why not.
Now we've both had a shitload of beer on the company dime, and I'm home and he's at the hotel (a whole other issue - he has to be there at 5 tomorrow so he didn't get to go home) and man, I just hope he makes it through the weekend and doesn't do or say anything that will fuck him up.
I think I need another beer.
msbelle - Mar 02, 2006 6:13:31 pm PST #1041 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Lee - Mar 02, 2006 6:15:11 pm PST #1042 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Night msbelle! (you were too quick for me before)
Jesse - Mar 02, 2006 6:17:42 pm PST #1043 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Not THAT OTT, msbelle, but I like the birds + heart, I must say.
Jesus christ, Brenda. What a mess. Good luck.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2006 6:18:07 pm PST #1044 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Oh! I have a bottle of Sailor Jerry rum that I've never cracked. Maybe I should bring it to the F2F. It would be an excellent post-tatt libation, if nothing else.
§ ita § - Mar 02, 2006 6:19:24 pm PST #1045 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Brenda, that's terribly fucked up. I hope no one loses anything.
I'm watching The Constant Gardener, and I don't think I want to. I don't want to feel the same feelings I felt when reading the book, and I don't want to feel less.
P.M. Marc - Mar 02, 2006 6:20:56 pm PST #1046 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I'm so sorry, Allyson. Gah.
And Brenda, that's a horrible freaking mess. Glad you could stick it to The Man with beer on his dime, though.
brenda m - Mar 02, 2006 6:33:07 pm PST #1047 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
It's so craxy. We have five, five presentations to give this weekend. Our department is three people, and they always flag Minion to manage the recording and videotaping. Man, he's gone soon, and they have no idea how much they're going to miss him.
Conference starts tomorrow at seven. Meetings from seven til six Friday, Saturday, Sunday, with brief breaks that usually get overrun, and then formal dinners Friday and Saturday. I am living for six pm Sunday, I'll tell you. And the week or two following conferences are always insane, too.
These are internal conferences. It's fucking crazy, and I really really think he might be gone by the end. And I can't hardly blame him, even though I want to grab him to me and say "myy precciouusss".