Foo. As if another demonstration of transitions =hard is needed.
eta: I guess that could apply to the coyote news too. Urbanization, natural territories all that stuff...
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.
Foo. As if another demonstration of transitions =hard is needed.
eta: I guess that could apply to the coyote news too. Urbanization, natural territories all that stuff...
You ate her liver with fava beans and a nice Chianti?
I really had to get back to the capital quickly so I'm not sure I had time to fry her up. In fact, I'd just been looking for taxi service when one guy sent me to another place and the preacher had his way with me. The town hooker saw me after I'd burnt them all to a crisp and offered to give me some clothes. It was about when I was asking for something less revealing than the leopard print swimsuit she was wearing when she went postal.
Brains are weird.
Haven't seen this week's yet. I'm almost grateful my TiVo's been fucking up channel changing (top IR transceiver got knocked out of place, and I didn't check until just now) since that means less TV waiting for me.
How did I do this work thing before?
Okay, gotta shower and get out of the house.
Granted, I stayed up far too late last night, but today's people seem to be either so staggeringly stupid that I can't be bothered to mock them for it, or their requests are so incredibly labyrinthine that I can't freaking parse them. I'm only halfway down my coffee cup, and I'm already grabbing the monitor and growling, "ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER."
I've now made out a 25-item to-do list for today/this week. None of the items include stuff like "find a new job". I suppose I need a 26th item....
Are you okay?
I am mostly. I'm just bemused, I think. She's going because she's hurt and upset and I get it. I was an ass and what I said was tactless and hurt her feelings. But COME ON.
How did I do this work thing before?
You kept thinking, "oooh! paycheck!"
I've tried to suss out her logic on more than one occasion, but mostly it just makes my brain leak out of my ear. She's really just a parrot for things she hears on Rush Limbaugh and Glenn Beck, and I don't think she's got an original political thought.
Well, that sorta' makes sense, in that part of Limbaugh's shtick is that all liberals are really communists who hate the rich and big corporations and liberals want to control your lives blah blah blah. According to Limbaugh, environmentalism is just one more tool of liberal commies to attack big corporations and bring about a worker's paradise. Run by liberals. Or something.
You kept thinking, "oooh! paycheck!"
Right! Man, I got used to being my own kept woman.
Notice I'm not actually showering, or anything.
Going. Really. Now.
Delta Kappa Epsilon: GI Joes and Barbie Hoes Party - Guys Wear Camo, Girls Wear Pink.
HA! This is funny, if you're me, and just spent the evening discussing constructs of college age/late adolescence masculinity.
My laughter is tinged with academic authori-TAY. (ETA: also, @@)
Coyotes in downtown Chicago speaks to the incredible adaptability of the coyote. (I don't think that coyotes were particularly prevalent in Illinois, say, 200 years ago. Possibly because the wolves kept them in check.)
I really had to get back to the capital quickly so I'm not sure I had time to fry her up. In fact, I'd just been looking for taxi service when one guy sent me to another place and the preacher had his way with me. The town hooker saw me after I'd burnt them all to a crisp and offered to give me some clothes. It was about when I was asking for something less revealing than the leopard print swimsuit she was wearing when she went postal.
You should write a book or a treatment for a film. Nathan Fillion would play the preacher. Just 'cause.
Haven't seen this week's yet. I'm almost grateful my TiVo's been fucking up channel changing (top IR transceiver got knocked out of place, and I didn't check until just now) since that means less TV waiting for me.
We had to get rid of the IR tranceiver thingie and switching to a cable that plugged into the back. I think it was called a serial connection. Scott seems to recall that we couldn't find confirmation that serial connection was supported for our brand of cable box, but it did work. Eventually, we got rid of the cable box, so we don't even have that any more. The IR thingie didn't work well for us, because the kids were always knocking it out of place.