Best get well wishes to Sox!
GC, sorry about your bathroom remodel problem. How frustrating!
Buffy: So how'd she get away with the bad mojo stuff? Anya: Giles sold it to her. Giles: Well, I didn't know it was her. I mean, how could I? If it's any consolation, I may have overcharged her.
'Sleeper'
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.
lisah - Jan 02, 2008 11:22:31 am PST #525 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
Steph L. - Jan 02, 2008 11:23:59 am PST #526 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
You display the wonderful traits of charm and courtesy.
How is that a fortune?
It's not a fortune cookie; it's a platitude cookie.
Laga - Jan 02, 2008 11:24:34 am PST #527 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
You can't get fortune cookies with actual fortunes anymore. Umm... somebody might sue!
§ ita § - Jan 02, 2008 11:28:22 am PST #528 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's a "you're fortunate" cookie.
Susan W. - Jan 02, 2008 11:29:57 am PST #529 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Annabel recently got a fortune saying her endeavors were going to prosper. Which I expect means she'll soon be able to play all the boards on her Clifford phonics game without help as well as making continued progress in the "scare parents by attempting headstands on the couch" department.
Trudy Booth - Jan 02, 2008 11:57:16 am PST #530 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Whitefonted for Intestinal Icky:
last night I had gas so bad that I couldnt' sit or lie or anything. I was shivering and sweating at the same time. I have no idea what the hell happened
and the gas wouldn't... vent
as it were
This morning at five thirty I called the pharmacy and staggered over there and got some drugs. which helped by seven or so. it was one of the more painful events of my life. It wasn't just my abdomen, it was all up my back too.
So I'm home today. turns out my boss DID come in, boy is she going to be mad. man. I can hardly care at this point. I finally woke up at 3:30. I guess a night of sleepless agony really takes it out of a girl.
I'm hungry, but I don't know what to eat. the heck? Because if something else is going to make me want to explode? dont wanna do it
vw bug - Jan 02, 2008 11:58:37 am PST #531 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
I have a too much stuff problem. Grrrrr....
Laga - Jan 02, 2008 12:23:29 pm PST #532 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I have to do some shredding. I really enjoy the saltuation on the paper shredding company's email:
We look forward to handling your destruction needs.
omnis_audis - Jan 02, 2008 2:35:16 pm PST #533 of 10001
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
oy what a day. Can I have 2007 back? I know it ended craptastic for a lot of folks, but today? Today has been ugg.
Started with being woken with a mind splitting headache at 4am. I call it a migraine, tho I don't think it's technically one. But when it's the whole head, from neck to forehead, and it's throbbing enough to wake you from a sound sleep. Ya, crappy.
So the 3 tylenols helped that go away, but did make me wake late to get to work. Thankfully made it at 9:59 for the 10:00 meeting... that they started 10 minutes late. Whatever. Then I got stupid ass set designer (who looks like Sylar) being all whiney that his winblows machine can't log onto the wi-fi network. I'm sorry. I'm not IT, all I know is the bloody password, but please don't cut my head open (tho it might make it feel better). Then the crazy visiting SM was bitching that the password doesn't work for the wi-fi, only to discover she is trying to log into the WRONG NETWORK. I gave her clear instructions, wrote out the network name and password, that she clearly tossed as soon as I gave them to her. Then she has the nerve to say "o, well all of this would have been really nice to know BEFORE HAND". I'm sorry. I DID THAT. grrrrr. Then what felt like a MILLION other lil fires that just kept me from getting lunch. Now things are calming down a bit, but I'm working until midnight, and really not looking forward to pink noise at high sound levels for a space/show that really doesn't need it.
:: raises hand :: Can I go home? now!?!
/whine
Aimee, make sure to leave on good terms, after all, he is your landlord now. Yikes!.
Um. There was other stuff. But I think I need some more Tylenol again. :: sigh ::
Laga - Jan 02, 2008 2:50:18 pm PST #534 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
{{{omnis_audis}}}
do your cowworkers need the stabbity-stab sqeaky-splorch treatment? Where is MM?