Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


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.


§ ita § - Feb 28, 2006 8:58:58 am PST #180 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I am excited to spend my Friday night introducing Bob to "Arcade."

Either a TV geek or using code.

Split from reality, if I trust my googling hand.

In theory that could apply to her assertion, but she went on to frame the situation in binary conflicting terms, so she gets a black mark from me.


sarameg - Feb 28, 2006 9:02:27 am PST #181 of 10001

Today is the day of the hapless. I swear, every so often, I get a client who just seems to hit every single bump in the road, swallow a few bugs and get a flat. Not a particularly clueless indvidual, they're just getting snagged by every possible weird little thing.


esse - Feb 28, 2006 9:19:11 am PST #182 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

I'm not even sure what Paczki is, but it sounds good.


Jesse - Feb 28, 2006 9:20:35 am PST #183 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

A professor just asked me in an email what I do "in real life." I assumed he meant for work, but... heh.


§ ita § - Feb 28, 2006 9:22:45 am PST #184 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

A professor just asked me in an email what I do "in real life."

Real life is what we do when we're not kravving or thinking about krav. I'm not sure what it could possibly be for non-kravvers.


msbelle - Feb 28, 2006 9:22:49 am PST #185 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

IRL I am a SUPERSTAR!

ION today is going decently but not great wrt my stupidhead moodiness. I think I am going for ice cream soon though to try to snap me out of it.


Aims - Feb 28, 2006 9:23:40 am PST #186 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Paczki [link]


Lee - Feb 28, 2006 9:24:55 am PST #187 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Remember, it's dollar scoop day at Baskin Robins, msbelle.


§ ita § - Feb 28, 2006 9:26:35 am PST #188 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I think I'll go have the turkey lunch at Marie Callendar's. I just need to remember to have the turkey lunch. I go there with that intent, get distracted, and end up with something salt-ridden, not tasty, and expensive.


Kalshane - Feb 28, 2006 9:26:56 am PST #189 of 10001
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why? Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.

If you're cooking it yourself, add raisins to it while it cooks. They get nice and plump and moist that way. I also usually add some maple (I have a jar of maple sugar chunks that I got ages ago at Whole Foods).

Not cooking it myself. Buying it from the cafeteria. Though I suppose that will have to change when I have to change my duties.

Butter and salt on oatmeal is better than butter and honey.

I can't imagine eating non-sweetened oatmeal. I grew up eating it with brown sugar and cinnamon.

That would drive me batshit, Kalshane, not being able to eat at my desk.

We can apparently eat snacks at our desks, but meals and such have to be eaten in the lunch room. It supposedly to keep the building clean, but snacks make messes too, so whatever.