Poor Buffy. Your life resists all things average.

Willow ,'First Date'


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.


Spidra Webster - Mar 17, 2006 10:22:30 am PST #4622 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

If this means Brad Pitt is going to show up in my hallucinations soon...I might be okay with that.


Jesse - Mar 17, 2006 10:22:37 am PST #4623 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Because then everybody gets paranoid and jumpy and anxious!

It's true!

ISTG, you would think my professor had never led a group of students on an international trip before. (He has, twice.) JUST NOW he sends an email saying that if we're bringing anything with a three-prong plug, we'll need an adaptor. Granted, we're grownups, and could have figured this out for ourselves. But if you didn't know that yet, it's a little late to do anything about it! (Our flight is in 16 hours.)


JZ - Mar 17, 2006 10:25:03 am PST #4624 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

FUCK FUCK FUCK. Boss is in a faculty meeting, asked me to pick up a hold for him from some insurance company that had me on the 20-minute hold that never ends, and somebody just answered and I disconnected. Now I have to go get him out of his meeting to tell him, no, his call still hasn't gone through, that is, it did but then I hung up so I need to get the number again and start all over. I can't believe I was so fucking stoopid.


Jessica - Mar 17, 2006 10:26:16 am PST #4625 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

DIY plush furry lobster


sarameg - Mar 17, 2006 10:26:53 am PST #4626 of 10001

I'm not laughing at your poor peeing cats, Perkins. Really.


tommyrot - Mar 17, 2006 10:26:59 am PST #4627 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Now I have to go get him out of his meeting to tell him, no, his call still hasn't gone through, that is, it did but then I hung up so I need to get the number again and start all over. I can't believe I was so fucking stoopid.

Just say you were disconnected. Happens all the time. No need to tell him it was your fault.


beth b - Mar 17, 2006 10:27:07 am PST #4628 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I figure at leat half the things I say are things that in F2F life would get an oh as an answer.

I am guessing adapters aren't that hard to come by where you live, Jesse


Lee - Mar 17, 2006 10:28:49 am PST #4629 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I'm not laughing at your poor peeing cats, Perkins. Really.

Why not? I would.


Allyson - Mar 17, 2006 10:29:11 am PST #4630 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica

Just say you were disconnected. Happens all the time. No need to tell him it was your fault.

Agreed. Unneccessary detail.


Jesse - Mar 17, 2006 10:30:38 am PST #4631 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Like they said, JZ. Not your fault. The world's an imperfect place.