Yesterday, in the ongoing adventures of Ray: The Cutest Kid Evah -

Ray: I can't go swimming, Miss Fay!

Me: Oh dear - is that because of your head? (indicates elastoplast rakishly stuck to his eyebrow - apparently tables are a lot more dangerous than I'd suspected, because that's two of my kids nearly slain by them in one week. Next big reality TV show is clearly going to be 'When Tables Attack!!!')

Ray: Yes! Or all the blood will come out!

Me: Oh no! And will the bones come out? And the brains? We don't want the brains to come out!

Ray: (rolling his enormous Manga eyes at my folly) No! The brains can't come out! They are too fat! Only the blood can come out!

Me: Fair point, well made.

GC, my mouth is agape.

I'm so sorry. And I apologize on behalf of my country.

GC, dear lord, that is LAME!

OMG, Fay, you are the most adorable thing in the history of ever. I love you like Winchesters.

Yes, I did! I just haven't had a chance to look at your comments, thanks to work craziness.

There weren't many, to be honest. Sorry it took me long.

WTfuckingF, GC? That's, well, please tell me the raise goes into effect now, and not, say, March. Also, she possibly needs this poster: [link]

Fay, I want to go back to being wee bitty so I can have you for a teacher! Between Fay and Jilli and Clovis I am just slain.

Not at all on the same level as GC's GF's work thing, but the DH's boss just got an award for performance-review-writing. The only one he did this year was the DH's, and DH wrote it. So the results of this review? Not promoted, and the award for writing it went to someone who didn't.

Also, someone took a dump in the consular waiting room yesterday. Big steaming pile of human fecal matter, not in a particularly inconspicuous place. I guess that's one way to complain about the customer service.

I love you like Winchesters.

Dude! Best phrase EVAH!!!

...on a related note, I am presently reading a book called 'Nightlife' by one Rob Thurman. And it's so very Supernatural-ish (whilst retaining enough different bits to be, you know, different. By which I mean - now with added vampire elves!) that I'm starting to suspect it of being written by a slash fan who hearts Supernatural.

Honest to God. I never used to look at two brothers interacting a book and raise my virtual eyebrow, but, but...dear heaven, it's slashy like woah. And then some. With water beading bare skin and towels slung around hips and flirty banter and OMG the slashy incestuousness is quite astonishing.

pause. Fay picks up book, checks for author website, finds author's livejournal.

Ha! She's a chick. I KNEW it. Not because she writes "like a girl" (which is a whole other conversation - and, fwiw, she doesn't), but because of the whole Big Gay Wincesty Subtext.

If this girl doesn't read and/or write slash, I'm eating my keyboard.

skims interests on LJ

SLASHER!!!

Oh, man, I fucking knew it. I so knew it!

I love this girl! Go Team This Girl!

Thanks for the smitings, Bitches. It's nice to know some anti~ma is headed their way. Oh, and did I mention we work for the same company? Let's hope my job is safe, at least for the time being... We are fortunate, though, in that even worse case scenario, we'd be okay for quite a while.

I'm sorry about the job stuff, GC.

And thanks Fay for a) the stories (even if I am ded from teh cute which will make participating in today's meetings a tad difficult—go team zombie) and b) the heads up on the author. Nightlife looks good!

Gloomcookie, I'm so sorry about your GF's job. What a thing to happen. I understand it wasn't intentional, but it's still pretty mind blowing.

I love you like Winchesters.

Okay, this is the second day when I woke up at 3:30 and can't go back to sleep. It's just wrong.

And, frankly, the tv is better if I just stay up too late. Right now? Not a damn thing on that I can try to fall asleep watching. Where's a program on ancient Greece when you need one? And why does everything on my dvr require my actual attention?