Shit I didn't say: "Dude, you're here to spray fungicide in my house and put my carpet back. What makes you think I want to share my life story or listen to your redneck opinions about immigration? Shut up before I shove fungicide up your nose."
Angel: Just admit it: you think you're gonna ride in, save the day, and sweep Buffy off her--Spike: Like you're not thinking the same thing. Angel: I'm already seeing somebody. Spike: What, dog girl?
'The Girl in Question'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Dana - Feb 28, 2007 2:42:08 pm PST #4362 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2007 2:45:05 pm PST #4363 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Shit I said, but only with my eyes: OMG, isn't she so crazy? You've only known her two hours, and you already know.
sarameg - Feb 28, 2007 2:51:14 pm PST #4364 of 10001
Don't worry, Dana. The fungicide will eventually take care of him, given his composition...
Timecard website is fucked. I told my boss, so at least I won't get yelled at, but sheesh.
Listening to another episode from center for emerging media on...it's really very good, very powerful. I guess it's on experiences from the Vietnam War. The whole series is titled "Shared Weight: The Fall of Saigon, 30 Years Later" and sort of revolves around a trip a group of vets took back to Vietnam recently.
My damned internet connection won't stay up.
§ ita § - Feb 28, 2007 2:51:37 pm PST #4365 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Shit I didn't say:
- She's my fucking doctor. I don't care if she doesn't get paid to talk to me on the phone, I have an unsubstantiated hope that she can actually help me. Light a fire under her ass.
- Thank you.
- AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
- Help.
sarameg - Feb 28, 2007 2:52:43 pm PST #4366 of 10001
In more news from my neighborhood, the Guardian Angels have moved in.
DawnK - Feb 28, 2007 2:58:42 pm PST #4367 of 10001
giraffe mode
Shit I didn't say: Who do you think you are... Snoop-Dog? Why in the HELL do you need to bring 9 fuckin' people with you to this stupid meeting? And why are we having this meeting anyway? And if you are so damned concerned about cost then why in the HELL are you having it in Denver instead of here??
Burrell - Feb 28, 2007 3:09:38 pm PST #4368 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I almost posted a What I Didn't Say, but I feel like it would be too inappropriate. So does that make me the marmiest schoolmarm ever?
Consuela - Feb 28, 2007 3:10:35 pm PST #4369 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Shit I didn't say:
My predecessor warned me that you were the one refusing to approve these reports, and so telling me that the other guys over there are the problem isn't actually making me think any better of you. Why can't you approve them, when you know the other guys are overworked?
Allyson - Feb 28, 2007 3:17:04 pm PST #4370 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Shit I didn't say:
I can't free up any sympathy time for how hard you think it is to be you, since I'm so busy fixing the shit you fucked up.
Also:
If you stopped blaming everyone else for your mistakes, took responsibility for them, and made a good-faith effort to repair all this damage, I would help you out of this mess.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2007 3:24:18 pm PST #4371 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh dear. It just occured to me that maybe I have a touch of the Stockholm Syndrome. That can't be good.