Aaarrrgh.
Big fuckups at work in my department, some of which I've had a small hand in. My boss and my boss's boss have both said that they're worried about their jobs.
These girls have the most beautiful dresses. And so do I -- how about that?
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
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.
Tom Scola - Aug 01, 2006 10:27:59 am PDT #9748 of 10002
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500
victor infante - Aug 01, 2006 10:28:09 am PDT #9749 of 10002
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
Hey, is Victor around, or anyone else who can talk to me about Worcester? I'm trying to figure out the best way to get from NYC to Worcester. It's for work, so they would pay for a plane + car service, but that just seems so fucking stupid. It seems that I can't take the train, since I have to be there for noon and it seems like there's only a train that gets in at 1pm. Thoughts?
Edit: Maybe Amtrak to the commuter rail. Hmm.
Plane and car might be the best way to go, actually, if the train schedule's that screwy. Would this be a weekday? I'd swear there's something earlier, although Lea had problems dealing with the train, too.
Drop me an e-mail at ocvictor2002@yahoo.com.
brenda m - Aug 01, 2006 10:29:14 am PDT #9750 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Yeouch, Tom. Hope it blows over quickly.
Calli - Aug 01, 2006 10:29:23 am PDT #9751 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I had a friend who worked in a stop & rob in Virginia. At the time (don't know about now) you couldn't buy alcoholic beverages on Sunday morning. Well, someone came in on a Sunday morning, grabbed a six pack of beer out of the fridge case, put it on the checkout counter, and put his driver's license next to it. My friend told him that she couldn't sell him the beer due to VA blue laws. So the guy grabbed the six-pack and ran off. When the cops arrived and asked for a description, she handed them the license and said, "He looks a lot like this."
Sue - Aug 01, 2006 10:30:03 am PDT #9752 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Yikes Tom!
erikaj - Aug 01, 2006 10:30:22 am PDT #9753 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
TIM: Why would he keep the car, knowing it'd be the first thing we'd look for?
FRANK: Crime makes you stupid.
TIM: Can I quote you on that?
(I had lunch. The Homicide quoting would demand that I tell you I tend to have crabs, but considering best to let that one lie. I didn't have a grilled-cheese either, though. Nor an egg cream, even though culturally we ran out of ideas in 1968 so I'm bound to repeat myself eventually.)
Calli - Aug 01, 2006 10:31:31 am PDT #9754 of 10002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Oh dear. I hope everything works out alright, Tom.
-t - Aug 01, 2006 10:31:47 am PDT #9755 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Eep, Tom! That can't be any fun. Hope it's not as bad as it might be.
Aims - Aug 01, 2006 10:32:30 am PDT #9756 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Yikes, Tom. I hope it works out for the best! Specially for you.
JZ - Aug 01, 2006 10:33:12 am PDT #9757 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Aw, hell, Tom, what a bunch of scariness to have hanging over everyone's heads. Vibing quick-and-job-saving-resolution-ma to all of you.