In Bitches.
Ailleann: I'm happy to report that today so far has been much better. I got a good night's sleep, didn't wake up with a headache, did some apartment cleaning, and watched me some Winchesters. And my knee hurts a lot less, though I still don't know where my brace is.
I'm almost human enough.... to go to work for 7 hours. Ugh.
Hil R.: Ow ow ow. Woke up with a swollen knee. Not sure why it's swollen, but it hurts to put any weight on it.
So much for my plan to walk to the grocery store today.
Ailleann: takes angry knee back
In Natter --
Laura:
It's raining. Brandy ran out the front door, quickly peed and ran back in. She's a fine girl.
billytea:
But her life, her love and her lady, is the pee.
Smiting is all in the family in Bitches:
Miracleman:
Well, the Empress is at home with Lil Empress (no daycare today), so I suppose the smiting duty falls to me.
Okay...lessee now...
To: Robin's Dumbass Insurance Company
To Whom It May Concern,
KNOW THAT FROM THIS DAY UNTO THE SEVENTH SEVEN OF GENERATIONS YOU, AND ALL YOUR UNHOLY OFFSPRING, SHALL SUFFER TO HAVE THY VISCERA CHURN WITH BOILING ACID, THAT VILE FLUIDS SHALL ISSUE FORTH FROM THINE EVERY ORIFICE, VERILY FROM EVERY PORE OF THY HIDEOUS, WARTY SKIN AND THAT YOU SHALL EVER SUFFER THE MADDENING BURN OF DEVILISH PARASITICAL WORMS GNAWING UPON THINE BRAINS, CAUSING NEVERENDING ANGUISH TIL THOU SHALL CRY UPON EVERY PASSING PERSON TO END THY MISERABLE WORTHLESS EXISTENCE BY BLUDGEONING YOU TO DEATH SLOWLY OVER THE COURSE OF MONTHS WITH THEIR FOOTWEAR! AND KNOW THAT YOU SHALL EVER SEE DEVILS AND DEMONS POKING YOUR ROTTING FLESH WITH BURNING BRANDS AND SHALL EVER HEAR THE INSANE HOWLING OF THE VORACIOUS VOID-THAT-CONSUMES-ALL AND SHALL LIVE EVERY DAY WITH HEART PALPITATING FEAR! AND KNOW ALSO THAT, UH...THINE MOTHER WEARS BOOTS FOR COMBAT AND THAT THOU SMELLST PECULIAR AND THAT THINE MATER DOES ENSHROUD YOU WITH RIDICULOUS SARTORIAL CHOICES THAT INDUCE ALL THAT SEE YOU TO MOCK YOU AND THROW ROTTEN PRODUCE. VERILY I SAY UNTO THEE "NYAH NYAH NYAH *NYAH* NNNNYYYYAAAAAHHH".
Hope all is well,
Miracleman (Acting Smiter)
Aimée:
Wow honey. That's lots more eloquent than your usual, "Ass 'em in the ear."
(I feel like a dork with all this COMMing, but this one was just too true not to quote.)
Miracleman
in F2F re: herding Buffistae:
Herding cats is easier.
For that matter, so is herding mercury.
With a fork.
A fork missing two tines.
And the remaining tines are bent.
I feel like a dork with all this COMMing
"Did you hear about Kristin?"
"What'd she do?"
"She COMMed. A lot.
"That dork."
"It's like she'll laugh at
anything."
"What a dork!"
"We should totally buy her a sneeze screen for Secret Santa, with a note that says 'Maybe this will keep the coffee off your monitor.'"
"Right?"
Apparently Hec's dorkage is so strong, it made Kristin think it was coming from inside the house.
Apparently Hec's dorkage is so strong
It is, of course, doubly dorky to post non-COMMs in COMM.
eta:
And to double-post while non-Comm COMMing is like hitting the dork trifecta.
Two separate exchanges from Natter, both starring Lee.
Lee:
Ever since I came in this morning, there's a weird sound coming from the walls, like a ghost dog got caught in them and is yowling to get out.
I wish it would stop.
Matt the Bruins Fan:
You really did take a job with Wolfram & Hart, didn't you?
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Lee:
So, what's in people's "shit I didn't say" file for the day?
Plei:
Shit I actually said at lunch:
"You know, somewhere, there's a universe where all you guys ended up as rentboys."
Lee:
Were you talking to actual people, or SPN on your ipod?
