Allyson
Natters:
Do you ever feel like we're all supporting each other, sometimes dragging each other, through miserable work days? Like a white collar platoon?
We gotta keep moving! Five O'Clock will never get here if WE DON'T KEEP MOVING
There's a Buffista down!
We gotta KEEP MOVIN'!
We can't leave sarameg behind! She just got nailed by freakishly bad code and a deadline!
Go on without me! But AVENGE ME! AVENGE ME
Allyson
in
Natter
on why we're really here:
Do you ever feel like we're all supporting each other, sometimes dragging each other, through miserable work days? Like a white collar platoon?
We gotta keep moving! Five O'Clock will never get here if WE DON'T KEEP MOVING
There's a Buffista down!
We gotta KEEP MOVIN'!
We can't leave sarameg behind! She just got nailed by freakishly bad code and a deadline!
Go on without me! But AVENGE ME! AVENGE ME
eta: Well, it was that funny
Aimée
sharing her hard-earned wisdom in
Bitches:
I think grandkids are like tatoos and chips.
You can't have just one.
Raq in Great Write, on the subject of writing dialogue:
You have to have the skill to trim the viburnum, but not make it into a meatball.
And I love that so much, I may have to tag it, if she'll let me.
MFNlaw:
I don't mean to imply that martinis make me easy. I'm like that anyway.
In Movies:
flea: I now want someone to make a film called The Preposition. And have it be a thriller, about grammar.
Gud: It'd probably be a thriller that left you hanging at the end.
Aimée:
Plei, do you know off-hand if you have to be a pro to buy MAC Chromacake?
Plei:
I do not know, for I am out of the loop. I feel like a lapsed Catholic or something, "Fashion, forgive me, for it has been 9 months since my last MAC purchase."
Debetesse, in Natter:
I've been having trouble getting my printer to feed. It kept going in on the right, but not the left. I checked the troubleshooting stuff at the epson site. I tried feeding paper through repeatedly. Eventually, I was tugging on a piece of paper to pull it through, and I see this silver corner. "Oh, shit," I think, "I've pulled something loose." But, well, now it's loose, and the paper's still stuck, so I pull it the rest of the way out. And, with the paper, the silver thing comes out. Only it's not a piece of the printer. It's a benadryl, in one of those bubble packs. Apparently, my printer was feeling congested.
Fay, on the good 'ship Jilli & Pete:
...our flag has a skull and crossbones and a nice top hat. Our ship is black, the sails are a delicate shade of pink, and everybody is wearing magnificent black leather boots and/or pointy footwear. Corsets and bloomers are very popular among the crew. We eschew grog in favour of nice cups of tea. We are arguably the most courteous pirates to be found on the high seas. I go under the name Dread Pirate Clovis, but in point of fact I am not the real Dread Pirate Clovis.