She is. I saw it.
I'm trying to decide if I want to spend my extra hour plus a little here online, or wandering around Manhattan and window shopping.
Wash: I didn't think you were one for rituals and such. Mal: I'm not, but it'll keep the others busy for a while. No reason to concern them with what's to be done.
'Bushwhacked'
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
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.
Lee - Oct 19, 2006 4:57:54 am PDT #4316 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
sarameg - Oct 19, 2006 5:01:40 am PDT #4317 of 10001
For the past month or so, reaching flickr from work is problematic. Slower than dialup. Not quite as slow as USPS, but close. But I can't really blame flickr, since it's normal (for dialup) from home.
So I woke up 45 minutes early. Which gave me an extra 45 minutes to move really slowly and go fetal multiple times as I waited for the advil to kick in. Fun. Human design=really stupid.
Lee - Oct 19, 2006 5:06:25 am PDT #4318 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
poor sarameg. I hope it's kicked in.
Jess, insent a bit ago.
Cass - Oct 19, 2006 5:12:07 am PDT #4319 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.
Okay, which one of you has a working teleporter, and why aren't you sharing it with the rest of us. In the past two weeks at work, I have done double-takes because I could have sworn I saw MM, Sean, and DX. Today it was Cass.
Ooh, ooh! I saw Cass in Chicago yesterday.I hope I'm getting frequent teleporter miles for this.
t keeps reading
And what have you done with Cass?
Who? I just checked the user list, and can't find any such user name.So first I try to post the other night and b.org goes away and now I don't even exist?
I need coffee to deal with this.
tommyrot - Oct 19, 2006 5:16:58 am PDT #4320 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.
So first I try to post the other night and b.org goes away and now I don't even exist?
I think in the future you went into the past and killed your grandfather. So you don't exist, except in order for you to not exist you have to exist.
It's best not to think too hard about this....
bon bon - Oct 19, 2006 5:26:13 am PDT #4321 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
IIRC a selection of music is chosen by Bravo/magical elves and the designers chose from it.
I didn't love Jeffrey's collection, but the result was ok. I could see what they were saying about Uli and Laura, and Michael's was a pretty severe disappointment.
I miss Jay McCarroll too.
Theodosia - Oct 19, 2006 5:29:26 am PDT #4322 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I wore the newest sweater I knit today. It is damn near perfect as a light fall day jacket.
Consuela - Oct 19, 2006 5:32:52 am PDT #4323 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Oh, balls. I had a suit made to fit in Hong Kong in August. After that trip my sister and I started running regularly, three times a week, which we've been really good about doing every week for the last 2 months.
I hadn't worn the suit to work yet but I have a client meeting today and I figured it'd be a good move.
... yeah. The suit doesn't fit that well; I've put on weight since Hong Kong. Argh. Damn my slow-metabolism Irish-potato-famine body!
flea - Oct 19, 2006 5:35:43 am PDT #4324 of 10001
information libertarian
You've probably gained muscle.
Either that or it you can blame the risotto...
Cass - Oct 19, 2006 5:35:46 am PDT #4325 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.
It's best not to think too hard about this....I haven't had coffee yet. I can't think at all.