I wish this was possible in real life.
Oh, to be able to wrap a Somebody Else's Problem field around her so that nobody would pay any attention at all...
I mean, let's say you did kill us. Or didn't. There could be torture. Whatever. But somehow you found the goods. What would your cut be?
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
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.
Matt the Bruins fan - Mar 02, 2007 12:39:27 pm PST #4822 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
tommyrot - Mar 02, 2007 12:40:13 pm PST #4823 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.
if you'll finish reading and commenting on the 120+ essays in front of me
Just write "Good!" and "?" at random places in the essays. Give everyone a B. If anyone complains, raise their grade to an A-.
erikaj - Mar 02, 2007 12:40:40 pm PST #4824 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Tabula rasa. "I think my name is Joan."
Kathy A - Mar 02, 2007 12:41:38 pm PST #4825 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I've been sitting here, looking at the number of PTO days I have left this year and writing down how many I know I'm going to have to take if I get accepted into that MLS program, as well as days I'll need for my sister's wedding, my mom's trip out in August, and my possible trip out to NJ for Thanksgiving. I have 7 1/2 days left to play with, which isn't too bad, considering.
Maria - Mar 02, 2007 12:44:11 pm PST #4826 of 10001
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
I'll finish the Excel spreadsheet if you'll finish reading and commenting on the 120+ essays in front of me, which are devouring me from below and above and somewhere in the middle...?
Deal. Except I'll write all my comments in Italian. Then they can come back to you with the WTF-ness of it all.
smooch
Aims - Mar 02, 2007 12:44:12 pm PST #4827 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Oh, to be able to wrap a Somebody Else's Problem field around her so that nobody would pay any attention at all...
Any way we could get the coders working a MARCIE that works on humans and annoying dogs??
amych - Mar 02, 2007 12:49:34 pm PST #4828 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Sadly, I think wank is my fandom these days. Not that I'm any more active about hunting it down than I am about finding new actual fandoms to follow -- but every once in a while I see my flist filling up with shit-i-didn't-say posts, and it's like, hey, looks like Fandom XYZ blew up! (So I guess I'm just in it for the meta. How lame is that?)
Sheryl - Mar 02, 2007 12:54:37 pm PST #4829 of 10001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
When G gets home were going to the Waterson:Carthy concert. This should be interesting, since we've never even heard them before. Still, this is a family that's a part of the English folk scene.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 02, 2007 12:58:26 pm PST #4830 of 10001
What is even happening?
I really need to write some BtVS that's NOT drawerfic again one of these days.
Whatever happened to Sunrise. I know you were sending to SA to beta, and then...
P.M. Marc - Mar 02, 2007 1:04:36 pm PST #4831 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Whatever happened to Sunrise. I know you were sending to SA to beta, and then...
There was this decision to radically restructure things. Then there was a lot of research into various types of injuries. I started the rewrite. Then one weekend, Paul was working, and I was bored, and I popped this DVD someone had sent me into the player, and by the end of the week, I was lost. Then life ate me. Then when life stopped eating me, I was even MORE lost, and everything'd turned into "FLAIL!!! See... the thing about Dean is..." or "FLAIL!!! Oh, Sammy! I'm sorry, baby." or "Oh, John Winchester. You stubborn, stubborn son of a bitch."
(But I'm willing to send you the unbeta'd finished version. I do plan on doing the restructure. Eventually. Probably this summer.)