Natter:
Jess PMoon: Though really, I think we should let hamsters vote, purely for the cuteness factor of them crawling around on the voting machine, pushing the levers with their little hamster noses
For the visual.
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Natter:
Jess PMoon: Though really, I think we should let hamsters vote, purely for the cuteness factor of them crawling around on the voting machine, pushing the levers with their little hamster noses
For the visual.
Since no one else posted this, Aimee with the setup, Miracleman with the riff. Is it any wonder they are married?
On the idea of Orlando Bloom as James Bond:
Maybe Jessica Simpson would be the new Bond Girl.
"Bond. James Bond."
"Like Bond-O?"
"Excuse me?"
"Are you a mechanic?"
"No, I'm...well, I can't tell you what I..."
"Is that water?
"No, it's a martini. Shaken, not stirred."
"With lemon juice?"
"What?"
"Aren't they made with lemon juice?"
"No, they're made with vermouth and..."
"I went skiing in Vermouth once. Nick wasn't very good at it."
"You...I...WHAT?!"
"Is caviar made with snails?"
**ZORT!**
"Dizzy bim."
Jess PMoon in Natter:
I can never tell who's on the phone and who's talking to themselves. "Schizophrenic or hands-free-cell-phone?" is the new "Gay or Eurotrash?"
Curse you wee Dana!
Beat me to it!
KristinT: Learning how to be okay with not everyone liking me has been a real journey over my lifetime.
shrift: Learning to be okay with everyone not liking me became a lot easier when I realized that I didn't like them right back.
Misanthropy: it eats you starting with your bottom.
Rick V. In Minearverse:
For one paper it was more than rejection, they actively hated it. As I was reading the reviews my colleague, who is also an author on the paper, came into my office with his copy of the reviews. We did the usual damage control: the reviewers are biased; the editor is a dinosaur who wouldn't recognize good work if it bit him in the ass; we'll send it to another journal and they'll love it. Then, for some reason, I said "Besides, the lurkers support us in e-mail." My colleague backed slowly out of the room. The Buffistas are a very bad influence.
For the record, Dana, Anne W, and Betsy HP beat me to it!
t tries to fit head through door
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Hec, in Bureaucracy:
Well, now he knows. Clearly, I was whispering in italics and here you go with a normally weighted font. Why don't you just bold it next time.