Ginger in Natter:
Okay, I have a chicken-fucking story.
[The story is not even needed, frankly. Just that sentence made me spit COMM.]
Doesn't matter that we took him off that boat, Shepherd, it's the place he's going to live from now on.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Coffee On My Monitor
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ChiKat - May 28, 2004 8:36:04 am PDT #6208 of 10000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Burrell - May 28, 2004 10:48:42 am PDT #6209 of 10000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
ita finds le mot juste in Bureaucracy:
As currently implemented, the code hits a MySQL bug which means we eat CPU cycles like Buffista F2Fers on a candy necklace.
Topic!Cindy - May 28, 2004 1:41:40 pm PDT #6210 of 10000
What is even happening?
Aimee enjoys her wifely position:
Poor MM.
MM is sad.
MM is sad cause his secret celebrity wife, Alison Janney, got engaged this past week to a man much younger than her and about MM's age.
MM is angry and is sad.
MM loves Alison and is bereft she has 2 timed him.
MM will be teased A LOT this weekend.
Poor sad MM.
sj - May 28, 2004 6:51:04 pm PDT #6211 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Catching up in Literary from a couple days ago:
Calli: "And a little couch bondage sex never hurts a book in my eyes (unless you're lying on said book at the time). "
aurelia - May 28, 2004 10:50:28 pm PDT #6212 of 10000
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
When worlds collide. Emily, in natter:
Hey, you know, the proportion of height to width of Hello Kitty's head seems to be quite close to the Golden Mean.
Cass - May 29, 2004 5:37:22 am PDT #6213 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Natter
Gloomcookie: peeks into thread from behind Trudy's skirt
billytea: Awww, so cute! And you misspelled 'under'.
GC: Trudes was protecting me from the scary numbers.
billytea: Is that what she told you? Well, she's nothing if not inventive. "Solar eclipse! Quick, you'll be safe under my skirt."
Theodosia - May 29, 2004 6:11:44 am PDT #6214 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
hayden:
Let's have the people see the evil they've sort-of elected without [the] gibbering man-boy's aw-shucks-I'm-just-folks face.
Trudy Booth - May 29, 2004 8:18:20 am PDT #6215 of 10000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
On Natter
Aurelia: I may not completely comprehend the math, but it makes more sense to me than comic book heroes I've never heard of and chicken fucking.
deborah grabien - May 29, 2004 9:18:16 am PDT #6216 of 10000
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Trudy, no context needed in Bitches, although the preceding context includes large hands and ball-gags:
Penn had a thing with a girlfriend of mine.
Or was it Teller? The one who talks.
DCJensen - May 29, 2004 10:15:11 am PDT #6217 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
DavidS, In Natter:
[Showed?] Emmett a quadratic equation yesterday. He wanted to know the hardest kind of math, and when I said, "It's so hard they don't even use numbers. They just write about it." he stared at me blankly and said, "No really." So I showed him quadratic equations.
Tonight however was more notable because he jumped up unexpectedly from watching cartoons and eating Mango sorbet and said, "I need to read RIGHT NOW! Give me some Roald Dahl!"
"Roald Dahl, STAT!" I yell.
JZ tosses me Charlie and the Chocolate Factory which Emmett proceeds to read for the next hour and a half until I pry him away to put him into the tub.
Emmett: Paving the way for all Buffista children.