Buffy: How bored were you last year? Giles: I watched 'Passions' with Spike. Let us never speak of it.

'Beneath You'


Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here  

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.


§ ita § - May 17, 2007 10:13:47 am PDT #7905 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I have an images link at the top of that page that takes me to the image search for that very term. And, uh, never mind why I was looking that up.

CREEPY:

Marilyn Manson made sure his girlfriend Evan Rachel Wood became the highest paid actress in music video history for her sex scenes with him in new promo "Heart-Shaped Glasses." Manson, who split from his wife Dita Von Teese last December, reportedly as a result of his relationship with Wood, was determined the 19-year-old should be properly compensated for her raunchy appearance. The first two minutes of the "Heart-Shaped Glasses" video feature Manson and Wood writhing around naked, having passionate sex - with many believing the couple actually made love for the cameras. Manson tells MTV News, "I did insist that Evan be paid the most that any actress has ever been paid in music-video history to be in this, even though she wouldn't have asked for it. There's no one else that could've been in it, because it was inspired by her."

Just...ewww.


Kathy A - May 17, 2007 10:25:22 am PDT #7906 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Cool--my boss just reminded me that our department gets a four-day weekend for Memorial Day, since we didn't get Presidents Day off (due to having to be here to support the tax people, who don't get time off before April 15). So, my next two work weeks will be four days each!


Jesse - May 17, 2007 10:26:16 am PDT #7907 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I'm having a stupid dilemma in my head about going for drinks for a coworker's good-bye. I really don't know her very well, and none of my work friends are going, but I don't have a good reason not to go, I just don't want to! Eh. I'm going to bail.


§ ita § - May 17, 2007 10:32:36 am PDT #7908 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Don't bail! Drink!

I'm bailing on a coworker's BBQ, but I'm teaching then. That is a reason, Jesse. Take heed.

Today I feel like a girl. Or perhaps a boy in girly clothes. There's an appliqued flower on my top, and many layers to my skirts. I'm also wearing a slip (for no good reason), fishnets, and granny boots. I wish my reading glasses had a chain dangling from the arms.


brenda m - May 17, 2007 10:33:03 am PDT #7909 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Don't go.

Not letting a little near-relation cannibalism get in the way of that nummy breading.

Yeah, that's why I never eat fellow mammals...hey, wait a minute!


Cashmere - May 17, 2007 10:58:04 am PDT #7910 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

Am I the only buffista with an unholy love for Dinner: Impossible?


Jesse - May 17, 2007 10:58:25 am PDT #7911 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I would be happy to drink if it didn't involve being out late! And by late, I mean after 6pm. And they aren't even going until 6:30. Fuck that.


Jesse - May 17, 2007 11:01:34 am PDT #7912 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

OMG. I am on a conference call with a guy who thinks he's having a one-on-one conversation. WTF? Has he never done this before?


Typo Boy - May 17, 2007 11:04:27 am PDT #7913 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Do people have ducks as pets.

My late father had a pet Duck as a kid. One legged. Apparently very friendly. Plus it killed rattlesnakes. (So unfriendly where appropriate.)


Volans - May 17, 2007 11:06:41 am PDT #7914 of 10001
move out and draw fire

I had a pet duck as a kid. I named it Quackers because it liked crackers. The epitome of 4yo humor.

My parents gave it to me for Easter, and then decided that a pet duck wasn't working for them, and relocated it to the duck pond at the zoo. I was traumatized.