Yeah, this is definitely the "don't know what temperature it is" season. I don't know whether to keep the drapes open (for the sunlit warmth) or closed. I don't know whether to leave my storm windows up or open the windows. I don't know whether to build a fire or to bust out the fans.
Jayne is a girl's name.
River ,'Trash'
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.
Liese S. - Mar 27, 2006 4:29:49 am PST #6363 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
sarameg - Mar 27, 2006 4:32:14 am PST #6364 of 10001
But then I think I hear my cousin's voice on the phone and I realize she actually DID call Grandpa.
Heh. My SIL has a lot of numbers programmed into her phone. D really likes her phone. She gets amused calls from people all the time. "Uh, I think your son called me. " If he gets one of his grandparents, he'll actually hold a coherent conversation, but otherwise it's pretty much a random monologue.
DXMachina - Mar 27, 2006 4:33:44 am PST #6365 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
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Liese S. - Mar 27, 2006 4:35:52 am PST #6366 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Kids on the phone are funny. We have a buddy of ours whose little boy always answers the phone and babbles incoherently for a while before one of the parents gets on the line. We never knew why and were always a little bemused by this.
This month we paid them a visit, and the phone rang while we were there. The little boy jumped up and rushed to answer the phone. Why? Because it's an Incredibles phone, complete with flashing light. Hee! Cute. He's been picking up the phone in order to save the universe. He must have been equally bemused when it was only his parents' lame friends.
tommyrot - Mar 27, 2006 5:12:02 am PST #6367 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.
Why is my brain not yet working?
I think I need a very fine-toothed comb to scrape all the gunk out of my brain. Then it'd work.
Lee - Mar 27, 2006 5:12:16 am PST #6368 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ah Monday, how I hate you so.
What she said.
I still don't feel well, and I can't not go to work, at least this morning.
Burrell - Mar 27, 2006 5:15:16 am PST #6369 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I want an Incredibles phone. That's awesome.
ah Monday, how I hate you so.
ha! Normally I think Monday gets a bad rep, but today I am so with you. Didn't sleep. Woke up at 1 am with a sore throat, and it's still here. Have to get to work early. Didn't get anywhere near to finishing my grading. Today already SUCKS.
Dana - Mar 27, 2006 5:16:25 am PST #6370 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I still don't feel well, and I can't not go to work, at least this morning.
Ugh. Me too. Nor can I curl up in a fetal ball under my desk.
msbelle - Mar 27, 2006 5:17:25 am PST #6371 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I wanted so badly to call in "tired", but with both designers out and 3 projects with the developers (which means daily problems given to me to fix) I knew it was not a good idea.
I do think I am having my lunch outside in a park today, and I am leaving right at 6 unless some disaster occurs.
tommyrot - Mar 27, 2006 5:18:15 am PST #6372 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.
Nor can I curl up in a fetal ball under my desk.
I could do that - at least for a while, as I am the only one here. But clients want me to fix stuff, and their emails will only grow more insistent over time....