Wow. Okay, I was not prepared for a high of 75 today. I'll see what I can do.
We killed a homeless man on this bench. Me and Dru. Those were good times. You know, he begged for mercy, and you know, that only made her bite harder.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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.
Emily - Mar 12, 2007 5:03:00 am PDT #6519 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
shrift - Mar 12, 2007 5:06:10 am PDT #6520 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Plus these tasks are way below my grade level, so it's not like this will even be worth it at review time. Which is why I need to find a new job.
It is like you are posting from my cubicle.
I just hope you aren't also listening to Fall Out Boy and having chickenhawk thoughts about Patrick Stump, because that would be embarrassing.
tommyrot - Mar 12, 2007 5:06:43 am PDT #6521 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.
OK, today's Dinosaur Comics just cracked me up - I think a lot of Buffistas will appreciate it: [link]
I'd say more but I don't want to spoil folks....
tommyrot - Mar 12, 2007 5:46:34 am PDT #6522 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.
From The Onion: Area Pagan Dreading Big Family Vernal Equinox Celebration
MEDFORD, OR—Despite evidence that the planets are aligned in his favor, local pagan Jeff Birch, 27, said Monday that he would "rather have a peaceful weekend at home" than attend his family's Vernal Equinox celebration on March 21.
"I realize it's supposed to be a festive time of conception and new growth in the womb of Mother Earth and all," Birch said. "But I just know that within an hour of arriving, things will get so bad that I'll be reverting to my 12-year-old self, hiding in the rec room downstairs, wearing my Iroquois false face mask and fingering my runes for comfort. It's not worth it."
"Anyway, wasn't I just back home for Mabon?" Birch added.
Most pagans look forward to marking the Vernal Equinox, when the hours of sunlight equal the hours of darkness. Yet for some, like Birch, this sacred springtime celebration of balance and harmony means contending with family infighting and undue stress.
Strega - Mar 12, 2007 5:53:19 am PDT #6523 of 10001
I just hope you aren't also listening to Fall Out Boy and having chickenhawk thoughts about Patrick Stump
No, I'm listening to Eminem shoot people. It's kinda cathartic.
I'd say more but I don't want to spoil folks....
Hee!
shrift - Mar 12, 2007 6:17:29 am PDT #6524 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
No, I'm listening to Eminem shoot people. It's kinda cathartic.
Maybe I'll do that next. Because Patrick Stump is adorable like a bunny, and I worry that ita will kick my ass if I infringe upon her young'un territory.
shrift - Mar 12, 2007 6:49:09 am PDT #6525 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Did I kill Natter with my perving on weemo boys? Because, you know, I haven't even started on how Frank Iero needs to call me.
Jesse - Mar 12, 2007 6:55:21 am PDT #6526 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I just had a good bitching lunch with a coworker. Man, there are a lot of Issues. I'm afraid I'm back to my old thing of not wanting to work anymore.
tommyrot - Mar 12, 2007 6:59:09 am PDT #6527 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.
I think I've been slacking too much recently at work. Which really sucks of me when we bill by the hour.
OTOH, I often work very fast and productively, which saves our clients money, so it all evens out in the end. I hope.
shrift - Mar 12, 2007 7:00:42 am PDT #6528 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I hope I never get caught in a The Day After Tomorrow scenario at this job, because before I get eaten by wolves, I'll be forced to seek sustenance from the vending machines. And nobody's last meal should be a fish and cheese sandwich washed down with a lukewarm Schweppes.