And I got plenty of wrath to spare today. Germs! You are on notice!
Tracy: Well-- That call -- That call means you just murdered me. Mal: No, son. You murdered yourself. I just carried the bullet a while.
'The Message'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Daisy Jane - Mar 29, 2007 6:21:22 am PDT #2934 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Toddson - Mar 29, 2007 6:27:02 am PDT #2935 of 10003
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Saw a comic in yesterday's paper where someone was accused of having had "cranky flakes" for breakfast.
I've had days like that; sounds like DJ may have, too.
Daisy Jane - Mar 29, 2007 6:32:42 am PDT #2936 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I was fine on the drive in. But after, like 5 minutes at my desk the pissiness began. It doesn't help that my office feels like its 40 degrees. It's only 75 outside. Can't we just have a comfortable room temperature? I should not need a coat at the end of March in Texas.
Glamcookie - Mar 29, 2007 6:41:26 am PDT #2937 of 10003
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Everyone is so pretty!
I started the day in a fine mood. Then I had a call with a Most Annoying Co-worker and now I'm completely irritated. Grr. On the bright side, I got As in both classes I just finished!
Glamcookie - Mar 29, 2007 6:42:36 am PDT #2938 of 10003
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Granola:
Should I take a class that sounds totally interesting and cool but will require a shitload of work, or should I just take a less-stressful class? I can't decide...
Cashmere - Mar 29, 2007 6:48:13 am PDT #2939 of 10003
Now tagless for your comfort.
In totally unrelated news, Christopher is on the mend, but still home sick. Right now, he's in the living room singing, "I love you. I love you. I love you you you. You love I love you."
I am slain.
As am I.
Germs need to back off the Topic!Household. Period.
Laundry is started, kids are fed and (somewhat) clothed. My suitcase is sitting on my bed awaiting its precious contents.
Daisy Jane - Mar 29, 2007 6:56:42 am PDT #2940 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Oh no! My day is spreading to GC!
Shit I did not say: Lady, we are a non-profit, why would you think people have assistants? There is one; I am it. If you don't like the answer I gave you, then leave a message for the person you wanted like everybody else.
P.S. No, I can't just "page her."
OTOH. Coworker just peeled off a Batman stamp off some received mail and came into my office to give it to me. "Cause I know you like that stuff."
Toddson - Mar 29, 2007 7:03:10 am PDT #2941 of 10003
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
I just got off a call with someone who wanted me to do something I'm not authorized to do and, actually, CAN'T do, and wouldn't stop blathering to me about how someone who isn't here anymore did it for him earlier, and how this is what he needs. jeez.
The only thing more annoying than a person who won't take "no" for an answer is someone who won't take "yes" for an answer.
Connie Neil - Mar 29, 2007 7:05:51 am PDT #2942 of 10003
brillig
wouldn't stop blathering to me about how someone who isn't here anymore did it for him earlier
I hate those calls--well, I don't hate them, I get perverse joy in saying, "We're not allowed to do that, and no, I'm not going to do it for you. Soandso shouldn't have done it." And then telling the supervisor about Soandso making it harder on ther est of us.
Steph L. - Mar 29, 2007 7:06:04 am PDT #2943 of 10003
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Okay, I'm sorry to bust out the "Bob likes peas" thing, but I have to share this.
The All-True, Totally Graphic Version of What Steph and Her Boy Did In Bed Last Night:
Made Mobius strips.
That's not a euphemism.
I cannot for the life of me remember how we even started talking about Mobius strips, but I said that if you give the paper strip a full twist, rather than half, and then tape it together to make it Mobius-like, and then cut it down the middle, you get 2 Mobius strips (i.e., with a half-twist) that are linked together like a paper chain.
He didn't believe me, so I got out of bed, retrieved paper, scissors, and tape, and....we made Mobius strips. At one point The Boy looked at me and said, "No one else would lie in bed with me and make Mobius strips. I love you."
Geek love at its finest.