Dwight was cracking. my. shit. up.
Giles ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
The Crying of Natter 49
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.
Er, that's another I'll have to check, and even that's just an estimate. 14? (Holy CRAP.)
Dwight was cracking. my. shit. up.
YES! With the coat and the sweating
and the PMSing?
still laughing.
Although, the Christmas ep was the best, IMHO.
You have been compromised. Abort mission. Destroy phone .
Hah! I've never made THAT connection.
You should read more of Ple's fanfic.
ION, today's favorite office supply is: Prong Compressors!
First of all, simply because of the name. It's like Tongue Depressors but vaguely porny.
Second of all, because I didn't know what they were called until I had to go find them.
Tertiarily, because I'm transferring a series of files from Legal Size to 8 1/2 x 11, moving all the two-hole punched paperwork over from one set of prongs to the other prongs. And when you get to the end, and there's barely any prong left, and you want to keep the paperwork from falling out? Prong compressors seal in the paperwork freshness.
Also known as Prong Fasteners
I must not read the whitefont. I didn't have time to watch The Office last night. I was too busy cleaning the bathroom, doing laundry, changing the sheets, and burning DVDs.
Yeah! Christmas ep was my fave so far this season.
14? (Holy CRAP.)
wow! good going, Mr. K! Mine will be 12 this year. I got them the year I started grad school in Greensboro. I'll have had my dog for 10 years this March but I don't know how old he is. He was an adult (and in bad shape) when my friends found him. Aside from being pretty deaf and blind in one eye, he's holding up pretty well.
Pet pic spam:
Dude, what is with all the heroic New Yorkers lately? First we've got subway saving guy, now we've got Catch A Falling Toddler Team.
I just saw that article and was rushing over here to post it!
I love rescue stories.
Karen! Jan! Angela. Sigh, there * is no better show. I don't know if there's ever been a better show. It is so my happy place. I hear the little theme song, and I preten I'm riding the train to Scranton. I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF THERE ARE TRAINS TO SCRANTON. Pam crying broke me something fierce. Dwight! Ah! Ooof. And Michael was good last night. Sometimes, I think they need a tighter rein on the editors where Steve Carrell is concerned, but he managed to be watch from the hall and a big old woobie at the same time, last night, and somehow Jan and he managed to be a little hot, too. It's like magic TV.
but oh my Pam.
shrift, watch it tonight, even if you have to put off basic life needs like eating and sleeping.