Ok. I've been up since 5 a.m. Since then, I've heard 3 Christmas songs on my radio station. I'm e-mailing them. This is getting ridiculous.
Damn you, Bridget! Damn you to Hades! You broke my heart in a million pieces! You made me love you, and then you-- I SHAVED MY BEARD FOR YOU, DEVIL WOMAN!
Monty ,'Trash'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
vw bug - Jan 16, 2007 3:59:05 am PST #983 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
billytea - Jan 16, 2007 3:59:25 am PST #984 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
...I'm guessing we're talking different scales? 'Cause otherwise, you're going to MELT! MELT, I say!
On my scale, I spent today in 40 degree heat. With a power outage over much of Melbourne (including trains and traffic lights) due to a bushfire cutting a power line. I was not in my air conditioned office. I was at the Australian Open.
Ok, so it's not all bad.
Ailleann - Jan 16, 2007 4:06:45 am PST #985 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
I had 14 voicemails when I came in the door this morning. I think I have officially flooded over into Too Much Work For One Person.
Doesn't help that I wore my crankypants into the office today.
Gah.
vw bug - Jan 16, 2007 4:10:40 am PST #986 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Doesn't help that I wore my crankypants into the office today.
If I hadn't worn my crankypants, 14 voice mails would have magically changed my pants into crankypants.
Ginger - Jan 16, 2007 4:38:29 am PST #987 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I left the key to my file cabinet at home, I lock the keys to the other offices in there so now I can't open the offices.
I can't think of a good way to teach you how to pick a file cabinet lock over the internet. You often can unbend the fatter end of a paper clip, and then wiggle the curved in around to the point that you can use it to turn the lock.
Not that I've ever done such a thing.
tommyrot - Jan 16, 2007 4:39:49 am PST #988 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Have people seen this? Strange Sisters - "An archive of Lesbian Paperback Artwork from the '50s and '60s."
eta: Years ago I bought this as a postcard: Satan was a Lesbian
eta²: Oh, the first link front page is more or less worksafe, but....
Steph L. - Jan 16, 2007 4:51:42 am PST #989 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
I left the key to my file cabinet at home, I lock the keys to the other offices in there so now I can't open the offices.
If no one else is going to be there until noon, and if you have no work to do because you can't get into the other offices and file cabinet, can't you go back home and get the file cabinet key?
Also, maybe put the file cabinet key on your keychain?
askye - Jan 16, 2007 5:02:10 am PST #990 of 10001
Thrive to spite them
One of the doors is opened so now I can do some work. I usually keep my file cabinet key on my key chain, but I lent it to someone and then lost my keys so I'm using a back up set and haven't put that key on the new chain yet.
I can't really leave the office unattended, part of my job is to answer the phones and greet anyone who comes by so I can't really be gone for an hour (or how ever long it would take me to make the round trip). But now I have access to some busy work I can do.
Nora Deirdre - Jan 16, 2007 5:09:49 am PST #991 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Eek! Tonight I go Back To School for a class that looks rewarding but quite challenging... "Gender Issues in Higher Education."
Steph L. - Jan 16, 2007 5:29:26 am PST #992 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
"Gender Issues in Higher Education."
Nora, Nora, Nora. What issues could there *possibly* be? You *know* that the wimmins ain't suited to book-learnin' or cipherin'.