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Why couldn't Giles have shackles like any self-respecting bachelor?

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Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.

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Topic!Cindy - Apr 03, 2006 1:24:41 pm PDT #8246 of 10001

What is even happening?

I'd defend the stomach virus, but now I'm too busy being reminded of the entire morning's conversation and how much Hec's bosses stressed both of us out all last week with their weaseltude and how I'm not done hating them yet. No, actually, I am done hating them. Just not done despising them.

Maybe you could go lick them?

JZ - Apr 03, 2006 1:27:51 pm PDT #8247 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.

Maybe you could go lick them?

Bleah. I don't wanna touch them. I could lick all their lightswitches and doorknobs and the animatronic cat, though.

aurelia - Apr 03, 2006 1:29:20 pm PDT #8248 of 10001

All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

JZ, I said "was". Just the initial reaction to the first post. No need to defend the stomach virus.

And I missed this in my meara...

HAPPY SCOLA DAY!!

bon bon - Apr 03, 2006 1:32:22 pm PDT #8249 of 10001

It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I did find out about the time change before it happened, but at about 8 on Saturday night we were walking to dinner and I said to Bob, I says, "I wonder when daylight savings begins?" and he said, "Around 2 am" and I said, "No, the DATE, dumbass" and oh, how he laughed. I really had no clue.

Spidra Webster - Apr 03, 2006 1:34:11 pm PDT #8250 of 10001

I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Scola!

I had a lubberly breakfast with Hec this morning. Then went home thinking I'd nap but construction dudes needed something. So I futzed with that for an hour or two and THEN I napped. This "being productive during unemployment" thing isn't off to the rollicking start I'd planned.

I'm probably going to waste even more time online, then catch a ride to SF to rehearse Uke-y Stardust.

Oh. And baking a devil's food cake from scratch yesterday? Stoopid idea. Turned a momentary lapse in dietary regimen to a full-on binge.

Jesse - Apr 03, 2006 1:42:36 pm PDT #8251 of 10001

Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

JZ has reminded me of how annoying it was going out to dinner for my 29th birthday. The waiter was all, "No, really -- how old are you really!" DUDE. 29. What'd I say??

dcp - Apr 03, 2006 1:44:27 pm PDT #8252 of 10001

The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.

Heh. Near the bottom of this BBC article about a time zone dispute in Sri Lanka there is a picture of Arthur C. Clarke wearing a T-shirt that reads "I invented the satellite and all I got was this lousy T-shirt."

§ ita § - Apr 03, 2006 2:34:44 pm PDT #8253 of 10001

Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I had never heard that stuff about being 29 before this board. No one better try and pull that crap on me when I turn 39.

Cass - Apr 03, 2006 2:41:55 pm PDT #8254 of 10001

Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Happy Birthday, Tom!

Favorite trick (in recent memory) learned from Scola: No orange fingers when you eat Cheetos with chopsticks.

Spidra Webster - Apr 03, 2006 2:45:34 pm PDT #8255 of 10001

I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

HAhahaha!

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