Natter 7:
DXMachina: Work has been a bitch. I'm beginning to suspect that we built our building over the east coast hellmouth. We've had the firewall die, had the network get infected by a whole family of worms while the firewall was down, had OSHA come to visit, and are meanwhile trying to finish prepping for an ISO 9001 audit next week. Seriously thinking about drinking myself into a stupor tomorrow night, but then I'd miss Farscape, plus I'd be hung over at work Saturday. (Yup, it keeps gettin' better and better...)
please refrain from smoking pot for at least a few hours before the presentation.
I so wish Hil had waited until he end of the stoner's presentation and simply snarled, "You fucking pot-head!"
Natter 7:
billytea: I am the King of cake. Bow before me, my moist and tasty minions!
Theodosia, out of context in Natter:
I'm available for short-term gigs as the Evil Devil That Sits On Your Shoulder. The teeny pitchfork is extra, alas.
Whitefonted for possible Angel current seasons spoilers.
Step L. All Angel needs to do is work out his daddy issues and everything will be fine!!!!! Gag. And then he'll snack on Connor.
Billytea: See, while this wouldn't actually get rid of his daddy issues, it would allow him to combine them with his guilt issues into a single anxiety plan, quite possibly with a lower rate of brooding.
Theo:
Everytime somebody says something like "No worries!" or "What could possibly go wrong?" or "It'll be a snap!", somewhere a sinister chord is thunked on the cosmic keyboard....
Nutty: "Toll-keen" is how he said it when he was alive, and how the Beowulf scholars I know say it. I said "toll-kin" till I found this out, and then decided I would really hate it if after I died people called me Nooty.
sumi: Nutty, what if the people calling you Nooty were mostly Sean Bean?
Nutty: Well, I'd be dead, so I wouldn't be around to enjoy it. And I'm just compulsive enough that I would follow him around correcting him.
I mean, it's a
name.
Okay, not my name. It's a
pseud.
In Literary:
Connie N:
In the old, old days, emendatons and margin jottings were considered a standard practice.
BHP:
And book collectors get really excited by, say, Swedenborg's copy of the Bible with "As if!" "No way!" written in the margins.
Elena:
I like the image of the stake dropping to the ground as the final shot.
amych:
Argh! No! Anything but that -- not that it isn't a lovely image. It's just that I haven't yet gotten over the fact that I got a flat tire the other day by running over a piece of wood, of all things. Made no sense to me at all, until I realized that my tire had been staked. I'm surprised the whole car didn't instantly turn to dust.
