Seriously. And she mentioned this in the freaking "fun fact about me" get-to-know-you crap. Eeuueeheesh.
Kaylee: Captain seem a little funny to you at breakfast this morning? Wash: Come on, Kaylee. We all know I'm the funny one.
'Heart Of Gold'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
brenda m - Aug 15, 2007 5:18:56 pm PDT #4904 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
§ ita § - Aug 15, 2007 5:21:33 pm PDT #4905 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
And she mentioned this in the freaking "fun fact about me" get-to-know-you crap.
This I'd totally do.
In fact, if breasts weren't involved, I'd tell my lumpectomy story really early on. But I just want to avoid the staring.
billytea - Aug 15, 2007 5:21:37 pm PDT #4906 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
OMG, someone in this big meeting I've been in for two days is apparently having surgery to have a fifth wisdom tooth pulled from behind her eye.
Brenda works with the Corinthian! Run, Brenda!
tommyrot - Aug 15, 2007 5:24:50 pm PDT #4907 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 mentioned my TMJ surgery here. Anyway, before I had it done, I was telling a coworker how weird it'd be if, say, halfway though the surgery there was a nuclear war and I had to leave the hospital with my upper jaw detached from my head and just hanging there....
She got all grossed out and couldn't believe I would talk about such things....
brenda m - Aug 15, 2007 5:25:11 pm PDT #4908 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
The funny part was you could look around the room and see forty people all feeling up their jawlines and temples and trying to figure out how the hell that even works.
Other things I learned this past couple of days:
Along with the crappy note pad and pen, a little egg of silly putty at each seat = GENIUS!
Our new team member is a keener of the highest order.
There is no age or career level at which a gold star sticker ceases to be a serious motivator.
tommyrot - Aug 15, 2007 5:26:36 pm PDT #4909 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.
There is no age or career level at which a gold star sticker ceases to be a serious motivator.
Now I'm picturing a zombie agreeing to stop eating brains in exchange for a gold star. The zombie I'm picturing has a big smile on her face....
brenda m - Aug 15, 2007 5:28:56 pm PDT #4910 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
You think she wouldn't?
BRAIIIIINSSSS TASTEEE BRAII- GOLD STAR? ME WANT! SHHHHTTAAAR.
tommyrot - Aug 15, 2007 5:29:44 pm PDT #4911 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.
You think she wouldn't?
No, I think it's perfectly plausible....
sarameg - Aug 15, 2007 5:34:30 pm PDT #4912 of 10001
Crap! I forgot to give my eldest nephews the stars I had!
OK, so my brother has broken me. He took me down a tight spiral in a 6 story parking garage at 30+ tire-squealing-on-a-performance-car mph and it was FUN, if dizzymaking. Then he took me to a speedway and I got fascinated with motorcycles racing. Then 100 mph on the interstate was FUN, not death-defying terrifying.
I'm now watching some stupid NASCAR-for-the-unfan and thinking they need to shut up and let me watch them drive. Oh & how fun it'd be to be a passenger when my brother does the next clinic and gets to drive like a maniac on the track.
I swear, I didn't give a shit about this stuff before. I liked driving the speed limit in my underpowered econocar with acceleration-deadening a/c.
Connie Neil - Aug 15, 2007 6:13:23 pm PDT #4913 of 10001
brillig
Well, Pipl didn't find me, unless I'm dead in Ithaca.