Dani: The only thing that would stop me from eating a cheesecake is visible mold.
No, no, no, sir. No more chick pit for you. Come on.
Riley ,'Lessons'
Coffee On My Monitor
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Trudy Booth - Sep 02, 2004 7:29:49 am PDT #6610 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
Toddson - Sep 02, 2004 8:42:20 am PDT #6611 of 10000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Kalshane, in reply to Sarameg, in Natter:
It's like we have ... feral IT staff or something.
This gives me this amusing image of unshaven geeks in rumpled business clothes wearing ties like headbands dashing on all fours between cubicles and cautiously sniffing electronics.
That said, it sounds like their management needs to figure out how to housebreak them or something.
-t - Sep 02, 2004 9:08:35 am PDT #6612 of 10000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
billytea filking in Bitches:
Treat me like a fool
Treat me mean and cruel
Just COMM me
Tear my posts apart
Say they've got no heart
Just COMM me
I would beg and steal
Just to see my name
Heading up a COMM
(my first time committing COMM, incidentally, of course I got the formatting wrong...)
libkitty - Sep 02, 2004 11:34:54 am PDT #6613 of 10000
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
Gandalfe, on Angel:
I'll be in my bunk. Or maybe someone else's bunk, I don't care, just get me a freaking bunk.
Nicole - Sep 02, 2004 11:40:42 am PDT #6614 of 10000
I'm getting the pig!
NovaChild in Quotables:
A hush settles over the crowd as the race creeps toward the finish. At this point it's neck-and-neck, the last few laps will decide it all. Will Harmony forever be known as stupid-yet-endearing or stupid-yet-tactless-yet-endearing? Or, in fact, both? I don't know about you, but I'm excited to see the outcome of this event. It could change the very shape of deathmatches to come.
Pix - Sep 02, 2004 6:04:13 pm PDT #6615 of 10000
The status is NOT quo.
In Natter, proving the Hellmouth is still alive and kicking:
tommyrot:
GWB has accepted the nomination. It's all over but the ascension.
JohnSweden:
Is he going to do the whole speech?
Kristen:
Oh just ascend already.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 03, 2004 2:47:34 am PDT #6616 of 10000
What is even happening?
Jessica: Dubya has arrived in NYC. They've completely closed off 3rd Avenue so that the official Dubya caravan can drive to the Waldorf the wrong way down a one-way street.
Teppy: That's what happens when you let Dubya drive.
Anne W. - Sep 05, 2004 11:51:24 am PDT #6617 of 10000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Hec, in Natter, on the subject of JZ's mom:
Her Mom won't just take her on a guilt trip, she'll take her on a Grand Tour of all the major cities of continental Guilt: St. Flagellation, Unworthiesburg, Olde Shame. The classics.
ita, in Natter on the naming of one's children after hurricanes:
I would totally consider naming my kid after a hurricane she was born during.
However, living in CA, I'll likely end up with kids named 5.3 and 4.2 instead.
DCJensen - Sep 07, 2004 10:51:20 am PDT #6618 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
VW Bug, In Bitches:
I'm going to procrastinate a bit by showering. The world will be pleased with this procrastination technique, though, as I will be lots less stinky.
ChiKat - Sep 07, 2004 1:43:35 pm PDT #6619 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?
JZ , in Bitches:
I was just about to say "From your lips to God's ear, erika" and then I amended it to "From your fingertips to God's eye" and then I got all distracted by the thought of God lurking on b.org and supporting us in email and I completely lost track of what I was originally going to say, but I urge you to ponder the idea of God being a lurker who supports in email, as it's entertaining and leads to all kinds of interesting theological speculation.