I {heart} Babelfish.
Xander ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hey, my engineering students actually read the article! Well, most of them. And when I tried to get them to do the worksheet, we got sidetracked by discussions of zombies and cloning. So we have to finish up tomorrow.
It's very hard to stay on-topic when you have a roomful of, like, young MMs and Seans and NoiseDesigns.
It's very hard to stay on-topic when you have a roomful of, like, young MMs and Seans and NoiseDesigns.
RUN! RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!! GET OUT!! GEEEEEEETT OOOOUUUUUUUTTT!!!
No, they're adorable! It's the high point of my day! I just don't give them sharp objects, and I'm very clear about my rules:
1. Don't get me sued
2. Don't get me fired
ETA: And, honestly, I don't think they have as much energy as you did. Possibly because they don't get to go off-campus and suck down six cups of coffee in the middle of the schoolday!
Somehow, I can't get the sound to work when I play dvds on the ps3. Damn. I'm going to have to call the Geeks after only an hour.
OMG, co-worker, stop frickin' screaming into your phone! So annoying!
And, honestly, I don't think they have as much energy as you did. Possibly because they don't get to go off-campus and suck down six cups of coffee in the middle of the schoolday!
That and the crazy.
And, honestly, I don't think they have as much energy as you did. Possibly because they don't get to go off-campus and suck down six cups of coffee in the middle of the schoolday!
"However much coffee you drink, I want you to cut it in half."
"I don't drink coffee."
I think at least Aimee will know the source...
That and the crazy.
I have my suspicions.
Anyway, I'm off home. Sharing space with my father for a week after three months without may be... interesting. Bye!
There is a story in fandom about a number of veteran writers sitting around a bar at a con, including, in the story I heard, Robert Silverberg and Dick Lupoff. One of the writers was talking about a young writer who was pretty full of himself. To describe the young writer, he said, "He's sort of like a young Harlan Ellison."
Another writer (perhaps Silverberg) looks up from his drink as says, "Let's kill him now."