Slowest day ever. Y/N?

YES. and dear god, why?

Please put me also in the yes category. Today has been evil and exhausting.

Honestly, the Emmys this year was like "Rescue Dawn." -- Mindy Kaling.

Jamaica used to house the pirate capital of the world. Then there was an earthquake and half of it fell into the ocean. The pirate Henry Morgan ended up our Lieutenant General. We have a weird-not-romantic relationship with the whole piracy thing.

I have no Halloween costume ideas! (anyone who suggests anything lapine will be walking the plank toot sweet, mate) I need help.

Bumped (though not literally, for his sake) into a krav associate near work today--he has a ruptured disc in his neck and has been floating in a sea of Percocet for two weeks now. I hurt for this man. We're pain buddies--he gets severe migraines--worse than mine, but less frequent. He just recovered from shoulder surgery--my first reaction to the news of his neck was "But he didn't get enough surfing in!" That was one of his first reactions too, apparently. I feel so awful for him. And he's getting married in a couple months. Life is not fair. Why can't it be fair?

Seriously ita, way to go hampering our fun and all. FINE. Don't be a bunny. You could cover yourself in syrup and glue and go as a sticky situation.

I have no Halloween costume ideas! (anyone who suggests anything lapine will be walking the plank toot sweet, mate)

Oh sure, break Clovis' fuzzy heart.

You could cover yourself in syrup and glue and go as a sticky situation.

Or cover a black shirt with photos from any one of your many eye-candy sites and go as a babe magnet.

I was thinking a sheet of gauze across my face and go as a thinly-veiled threat, to steal from my Sang Sacré self.

Hey...there's always next year for the rabbit thing. Or something.

I'd actually go as a Playboy Bunny, but someone already did a couple years ago.

????. The text description of the product isn't work safe, although the picture is. Well, I get a bum-washer ad in the left column, which I hate and think is well inappropriate, so there's that.

We're pain buddies--he gets severe migraines--worse than mine, but less frequent.

There's a worse?

I don't want to contemplate.

I used to always go as a spy, though it's not terribly clever. Halloween kind of got ruined for me when it turned slutty, and I haven't worn a costume since college.

The text description of the product isn't work safe, although the picture is. Well, I get a bum-washer ad in the left column, which I hate and think is well inappropriate, so there's that.

This is one of those things where its cleverness wars with its utter stupidity.