I'm slightly sympathetic to the high-looking celebrities, as I often look high in pictures. Not the glassiness so much, but always with the droopy eyelids.
Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Jesse - Jun 23, 2006 1:45:20 pm PDT #3696 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
§ ita § - Jun 23, 2006 1:48:07 pm PDT #3697 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I dismember where I saw another picture of him (with Rachel and little dog) and the captioner was saying they forgave him for that other photo the other day. I guess I now know what the "other" was, exactly.
I'm so delaying going back to my desk. The lab is so quiet.
aurelia - Jun 23, 2006 1:58:06 pm PDT #3698 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Hey, I know you don't have much time for internet stuff while there, but I hope you'll let me know how the kitties did with the drive and the new housing.
I will. I doubt I'll have internet in my cabin though, so I can't promise when I'll be able to get online.
Lee - Jun 23, 2006 2:01:34 pm PDT #3699 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Calling works too...
aurelia - Jun 23, 2006 2:03:58 pm PDT #3700 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Calling works too...
Okay, mom.
Lee - Jun 23, 2006 2:14:15 pm PDT #3701 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
good.
Sheryl - Jun 23, 2006 2:58:52 pm PDT #3702 of 10002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
The Save The date card only had the date and the event on it. No location. Granted, I've known when this Bat Mitzvah was going to happen for at least 6 months, since my parents told me to save the date.(The Bat Mitzvah girl is my second cousin) As it turns out, we're going to have to miss Philcon for the second year in a row in order to attend this.
Lee - Jun 23, 2006 3:03:48 pm PDT #3703 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I wonder if anyone would notice if I left an hour early.
sarameg - Jun 23, 2006 3:06:05 pm PDT #3704 of 10002
I lied. I did end up having the teeny piece of chicken. But I discovered 2 zucchini that needed cooking instead (my crisper drawer is often where veggies go to die.)
In weird news, the little girl T's dad from the other night? Called to apologize for his music late some night. I have no idea when he was referring to. He hasn't played it loud that late that recently, that I can specifically recall. So I guess someone complained and he thought it was me and needed to apologize. Um, ok? And he was serious about a book. Um, ok? this is me going BOUNDARIES PLEASE and sighing
Oh, and T wanted to talk to me. She had one of many auditions for her camp (they have them read for all sorts of different roles- the play is a Sleeping Beauty variation) and it was for the one she practiced with me. And they told her she did a fantastic job and noted that she pronounced the unfamiliar words properly (we had to write out rogue, vagabond and merengue phonetically.) So yay for her!
What is skiving?
Jesse - Jun 23, 2006 3:06:49 pm PDT #3705 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Is anyone left there?
One of the jackass ideas of my one jackass boss was that there should be someone in our office from 8:30 to 7 every day (even though no one else knew we were doing it), so every week, we each had an early day and a late day. My late day was Friday. I don't think I stayed til 7 one time. Fuck that.