Aimée in Bitches

Boss is mean.

Huge conference call in her office, all the big wigs, door closed, lasting forever.

Everyone walks out as I'm walking to my office. As I pass, Boss asks me to come in, shut the door and sit down.

I freeze in her doorway. "No."

"Aimee, come in here and shut the door."

"No."

She laughs. "Come in here."

I do. I go in, shut the door and sit. She has a packet of papers in her hands. "Are you going to fire me?"

"Girl, no! This is the part of your evaluation that you have to fill out! You are too uptight! This is due next Friday."

I walk out.

She's still laughing at me.

deborah grabien in Bitches, regarding the power of Buffista ~ma:

Dudes, with all the healthma aimed at me from points around the globe, I'm just surprised the ultrasound technician scanning the breast didn't squint and say "Huh? What does "I mock you with my monkey pants!" mean?"

Madrigal in Angel, not spoilery for S5:

That is the big thing with memory-wipes - it's not enough to just remove the current memory, you have to remove everything that could even hint at it, which could mean physical evidence or a another person that one didn't consider during the spell. There could be a receipt for Connor's stroller in Gunn's trunk, or Wesley tries to find out how he's so well known down by the docks, and how he got the nickname "Bucketman" with the sailors.

And JenP in response to the above:

Yeah, it's a bitch. I've come thisclose a coupl of times, but then I think ... eh, too much freakin' work, and I just KNOW I'll miss something. Screw it.

billytea in Natter, on spam etiquette:

So, I just got a piece of Spam with the title: "Thousands have healed nail fungus". How do you respond to this? "Yay"? "Go them"? "Back to the old drawing board"?

Ginger, discussing medical problems in Bitches:

The treatments are three weeks apart, and there are only two more. I'll have other stuff after that, including surgery, but I'll be glad when this is over. I mainly want my hair back. I find myself making extravagant promises to my eyebrows. "When you grow back, I'll have you professionally waxed! I'll buy you special eyebrow products!"

in Natter

ita: Extrapolate my ass.

Burrell: ita looks fine in a pair of pants. I can assume that she has a fine ass.

There, I just extrapolated ita's ass.

Moments like this, the reason I am actually reading 2000 messages instead of skipping...

From Natter:

ita: You do pro bono? Now I feel I should go get myself in trouble.

Shawn: We do pro bono for the needy, not the belligerent employed.

Jesse :

Because I'm not a baseball fan, but still a cynical Bostonian, I keep thinking, "Huh. They don't usually wait this long before choking."

Aimee in Bitches:

I bought one of those Swiffer duster thingies.

Cleaning equipment of the Gods, I tell you. Someone at Molly Maids got sacrificed for that invention.