Hee. The spelling bee watch-n-post was highly amusing.
Today it hasn't quite hit 70 yet, which would bode well for the day's heat, if it wasn't bright and sunshining.
Most people is pretty quiet right about now. Me, I see a stiff -- one I didn't have to kill myself -- I just get, the urge to, you know, do stuff. Like work out, run around, maybe get some trim if there's a willin' woman about... not that I get flush from corpses or anything. I ain't crazy.
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
esse - Jun 02, 2006 4:28:02 am PDT #170 of 10002
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Lee - Jun 02, 2006 4:29:01 am PDT #171 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
SA!
Hi.
Frankenbuddha - Jun 02, 2006 4:30:49 am PDT #172 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Cloudy, drizzly and low 60s today right now in Boston (Salem). Sadly it took forever to get here, and didn't seem to have any breeze with the rain last night. Good for leaving windows open; bad for actually cooling down an apartment. Got maybe 2-3 hours sleep, and not in a row. I really don't even want to break out a fan yet, let alond the AC unit.
Meh, I says.
sumi - Jun 02, 2006 4:31:02 am PDT #173 of 10002
Art Crawl!!!
Oh and a Reality News Online interview with Stephen from Top Chef.
Narrator - Jun 02, 2006 4:45:39 am PDT #174 of 10002
The evil is this way?
You're still going to be my lawyer, when I'm up on assault charges for popping him square in the nose (with malice aforethought) on his 25th birthday, though. Right? Right?
I am not licensed in your state and so canna represent you in a criminal matter in its courts. But if you can get the matter transferred to Buffistas!Court then sure. I'm thinking you won't have too much trouble there -- you'll know the jurors and the judge.
Jesse - Jun 02, 2006 4:55:11 am PDT #175 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Remember Evil Jonathan from TAR? Well he and his lovely wife are on Fear Factor and check out the the featured clip on the nbc website.
Good LORD.
sarameg - Jun 02, 2006 4:56:31 am PDT #176 of 10002
So this morning I marched over to the office and maintenance manager did not know that no one had been to my apartment. She then scrambled back to the office to get someone, and I had a nice chat with Bob, the crew supervisor about honesty and communication and how he was understaffed. He told me straight up that they were running into all sorts of complications that kept pushing the schedule back. I said that was fine, I just needed to be told that and not be given bad or misleading info. He agreed. I now have his card. Manager came back with a nice man named Walter in tow. Today is Walter's first day of employment at the complex. He returned with me to the apartment, talked to Mister Kitty and I left him there. He said it looks like it just needs recharging, but he was going to check everything else out as well (it had been having issues with the compressor not shutting off.) Worst case scenario is I end up with a stupid unit hogging my balcony.
Next week, I'll be calling corporate in New Jersey and give them some feedback (also in prep for submitting this month's electric bill to them. And in case any of the rest of the summer's usage is out of whack.)
So. Maybe this is done.
Ahrg.
Thunderstorm last night was AWESOME. More, please.
esse - Jun 02, 2006 5:01:50 am PDT #177 of 10002
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Lee! Hi! How does the office moving go?
Jesse - Jun 02, 2006 5:06:37 am PDT #178 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I love when sara gets all assertive and ass-kicky.
Topic!Cindy - Jun 02, 2006 5:26:00 am PDT #179 of 10002
What is even happening?
Go, sarameg!
I am not licensed in your state and so canna represent you in a criminal matter in its courts. But if you can get the matter transferred to Buffistas!Court then sure. I'm thinking you won't have too much trouble there -- you'll know the jurors and the judge.
You have 19 years to prepare, woman. I suppose I could just take him to your city for his 25th birthday, and pop him in the nose right there. The Buffistas are far too victims' rights oriented (and inclined, upon occasion, to sing Kumbayah), and although they currently recognize my extreme victimosity, who's to say they won't all be senile by then?
We could open a Bronze Kangaroo Court, though.