bon bon may be letting all that power go to her head:
I just ranted to my summer associate my 45 minute office supply rant. She doesn't just suspect I'm crazy anymore.
Inara: We thought we lost you. Mal: Well, I've been right here.
'Out Of Gas'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Theodosia - Jun 05, 2004 9:41:52 am PDT #6255 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"
JenP - Jun 05, 2004 10:59:57 am PDT #6256 of 10000
In Firefly, re: scheduled opening day of Serenity:
sumi: Is April 22 Earth Day? Because that's kind of funny.
Mr. Broom: Earth That Was Day, just this once.
Gris - Jun 05, 2004 10:53:22 pm PDT #6257 of 10000
Hey. New board.
In The Great Write Way, taking a break from, y'know, writing. And reading. After a discussion on verbalizing nouns.
Polter-Cow: You need to broadenilise your horizons.
deborah grabien: Not as much as you need to horizonalise your broads.
Polter-Cow: So that's why I'm NGA
Polter-Cow - Jun 06, 2004 12:58:23 pm PDT #6258 of 10000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
ita: While I'm pictorially minded, I saw this pic of Beckham and Posh Spice, and wondered what they'll say to their kids about it (suggestive, but completely clothed). That's kinda weirder than "Daddy and some model," or "Mummy and an actor."
DavidS: "Daddy was giving Mum a backrub."
DXMachina: I was thinking "Bend it like Beckham."
Betsy HP - Jun 06, 2004 4:12:34 pm PDT #6259 of 10000
If I only had a brain...
Raquel:
Sigh. You don't want my answer, as right now it would involve lurking around my house being futless.
Lee:
Definition?
Raquel:
Having no fut.
Actually, it's Hawaiian slang for wanting to do something, but not knowing what you want to do, and not wanting to do any of the things you know you should be doing, and not really being that interested in pursuing any of the things you could do.
It's a more active and less gothic ennui.
Anne W. - Jun 07, 2004 6:05:39 am PDT #6260 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
KristinT, on the likely outcome of having to take DayQuil in the middle of her teaching day:
"And so the end of Midsummer Night's Dream, like many Shakespearean comedies, ends in multiple weddings and happily ever after. In this case, the addition of the fairies makes it...Oooo SHINY!"
crickets
"Ummm...Ms. T.? Why are you under that desk?"
"I think I saw a fairy! Or a quarter, not sure. But now that I'm down here, I'm having a hard time getting up again. Everyone do a vocab exercise or something."
billytea - Jun 07, 2004 7:45:29 am PDT #6261 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
tommyrot, in Natter:
Major salad fiasco!
Trudy Booth - Jun 07, 2004 8:39:19 am PDT #6262 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
Madrigal Costello: Ezzle would be an Australian gangsta-rapper, probably have a song about pouring a 40 and vegemite on a homie's grave.
Kathy A - Jun 07, 2004 11:47:51 am PDT #6263 of 10000
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Gus screws with someone's mind:
A fellow came up as I was leaving the grocery store today. He was trying to sell some kind of raffle ticket. I spoke to him in Bantu. He tried louder English. I responded with a shrug. He thrust the tickets at me and shook them as he loudly announced, "Buy! You buy. You buy!"
So, I gave him the big smile and said "Bye!" and waved as I left.
These are the moments one lives for.
Consuela - Jun 07, 2004 1:57:47 pm PDT #6264 of 10000
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Allyson in Firefly, on the multi-faceted talents of the Buffistas:
We send rocket ships to Mars, we teach courses on How to Kill People, we write books on Bubblegum Pop. We are in NASA, we teach Jr. High, we're on Jeopardy, we're writing for television. We're adding words to the Oxford Dictionary RIGHT NOW, and inserting sublimal messages in the New York Times Arts and Leisure section. We've infiltrated the highest levels of government. We're set to take over the world, but alas, we are lazy and shirking our world-take-over plans by posting here.