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.
Is that you?
It was a very long time ago. I don't think SFNet is still a going concern.
Google's not helping me, because the person I'm seeking comes up for a bunch of other stuff. Oddly, enough I've got his phone number but I don't want to call him cold.
Dude, have you heard that giggle?!
Somewhere I have a picture of Elmo the Axe Murderer.
OK, it was my brother in an elmo ski cap and a toy axe, but still!
It was a very long time ago. I don't think SFNet is still a going concern.
Ah well. It was a five second search. You don't know the person's institution? You could take a good guess at the email by finding someone else's there and copying the format.
GA is a repeat?!!? WTF decided that? assholes.
Hey, on CSI, did we ever
find out who killed Danny Bonnaducci? or what the
what that
miniture model thingy was all about? I think the only episode I missed was where the people in the morgue wer telling
their stories.
I didn't catch it if they did, msbelle.
I am now on three anti-depressants. I kinda wish my migraine specialist would take me off one pill before putting me on another--I'm at four migraine prophylactics a day.
On the up side, no Botox. On the downside, no Botox.
Repeat, yup. I'm guessing World Series fallout.
msbelle, I think it was
the son.
Maybe. I'm a little vague cause..well, I watch while doing eight million other things.
How are you, missy?
me? I am ok. still too much work and people making too many mistakes at work.
I am trying to not let it get to me. and I am trying to do a few things at home each night. Last night I listed a bunch of books for sale on Amazon. Tonight I actually made dinner.
I wish I was still there, and could help with stuff like pictures and framing and general organizing. And just being generally distracting.
Oh, can you send me your mailing address? I have it somewhere. But somewhere is a problem. (I'm on a personal organization strike, apparently. The paid bill pile is about to eat my table. Let's not even talk about the cheap novel obstacle course in the living room.)
I am not nearly as stressy and scattered as I was 2 weeks ago. I will send email in a moment.
Well, good.
t /mom
I'm actually a bit embarassed about the state of my address book. As in, I haven't used the damned thing. I've just been hanging on to envelopes and mailing slips. Which with me and paper? Highly inefficient. As I'm searching for yet another and I know it is somewhere and...
Er, so um, Kat? You too.
Lord.