I got WherethehellamI Day off, too. Which is why it's after noon and all I've done is take the dog running in the hills, and do the dishes. Erps.
I love three-day weekends. Everyone should get them more often.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
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.
Consuela - Oct 08, 2007 10:10:54 am PDT #5657 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Glamcookie - Oct 08, 2007 10:13:31 am PDT #5658 of 10001
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
Thanks, flea. That totally worked. I'm going to use First Monday (http://firstmonday.org).
-t - Oct 08, 2007 10:19:33 am PDT #5659 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
My sister uses Original Play in her theater work. One of the things she learned but has only recently really understood is that play is not necessarily fun. It's a strange idea for me.
tommyrot - Oct 08, 2007 10:23:19 am PDT #5660 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 wonder if the Institute for play is a fun place to work?
I bet they take themselves too seriously. It's the fucking Institute for Play!
I wonder what it's like working at the Institute of Not Doing Your Job But Instead Spending All Day On The Internet....
tommyrot - Oct 08, 2007 10:24:24 am PDT #5661 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.
ION, I just had calamari linguini for lunch. It was indeed celebratory.
sumi - Oct 08, 2007 10:30:22 am PDT #5662 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
That sounds delicious.
It's in the 70s here! Whoo hoo!
bon bon - Oct 08, 2007 10:32:02 am PDT #5663 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I wonder what it's like working at the Institute of Not Doing Your Job But Instead Spending All Day On The Internet....
Pretty fucking awesome, actually!
Actually, I'm spending the day cold-calling personal injury lawyers. It's really a double-whammy of ewwww.
Burrell - Oct 08, 2007 10:39:32 am PDT #5664 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Kat, I need to email you, or call you after work. I hope I don't space out on it.
Jesse - Oct 08, 2007 10:41:58 am PDT #5665 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Actually, I'm spending the day cold-calling personal injury lawyers.
That reminds me that I got great response last week when, in an introduction, I used my worst job as my "little known fact": I once had a job telemarketing accidental death and dismemberment insurance.
It wasn't that bad a job, really, but the description puts so many bad things together!!
Frankenbuddha - Oct 08, 2007 10:45:11 am PDT #5666 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Actually, I'm spending the day cold-calling personal injury lawyers.
It would be so much more fun if you cold-cocking them instead.