Interesting...
Do any of you say "an house", because that is still just weird to me...
Early: You folks are all insane. Simon: Well, my sister's a ship. We had a complicated childhood.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
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.
Sophia Brooks - Jan 11, 2008 5:45:58 am PST #2443 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Sophia Brooks - Jan 11, 2008 5:47:54 am PST #2444 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Speaking of computer users, we just had a woman fail a class because she had never configured Outlook on her computer, but was using it to send all of her papers to the professor. I found them all in the outbox, unsent. She also never responded to any of our emails, so I am not sure that she even knows how to use email or that you actually need an email address.
Tom Scola - Jan 11, 2008 5:48:18 am PST #2445 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Tacos minus 1 hour, 15 minutes. This morning is moving too slowly.
Gudanov - Jan 11, 2008 5:49:11 am PST #2446 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Last night I was in a grocery store and all of a sudden a memory of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave. Why does my brain sometimes plot against me?
Lee - Jan 11, 2008 5:49:17 am PST #2447 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I glide over the H in historic, it gets a breathe, but just barely. but History has a much more distinctive atch sound.
Me three.
Belmont is having a white out right now. Again. I'm pretty sure it's been a week since I have seen the sun.
sarameg - Jan 11, 2008 5:50:13 am PST #2448 of 10001
I apparently also hit the snooze button for 45 minutes.
However, this resulted in me waking up late and getting to work late.
I must've been tired.
Gudanov - Jan 11, 2008 5:50:38 am PST #2449 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Speaking of computer users, we just had a woman fail a class because she had never configured Outlook on her computer, but was using it to send all of her papers to the professor. I found them all in the outbox, unsent. She also never responded to any of our emails, so I am not sure that she even knows how to use email or that you actually need an email address.
That would really suck.
Jesse - Jan 11, 2008 5:51:09 am PST #2450 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Do any of you say "an house", because that is still just weird to me...
Even trying to say it in my head turns into a terrible Mockney accent.
I just got a meeting request for cupcakes for someone's birthday-- at 12:30. That makes no sense!
Dana - Jan 11, 2008 5:51:30 am PST #2451 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
we just had a woman fail a class because she had never configured Outlook on her computer, but was using it to send all of her papers to the professor. I found them all in the outbox, unsent.
I should feel bad for laughing at her, right?
and all of a sudden a memory comes up of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave.
That sometimes happens to me, Gud. I combat it by telling myself that the chances are no one else remembers it.
shrift - Jan 11, 2008 5:54:21 am PST #2452 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Last night I was in a grocery store and all of a sudden a memory comes up of something really embarrassing I did like two decades ago just pops up and makes me feel like retreating to a cave. Why does my brain sometimes plot against me?
Happens to me far too often. If you figure out how to make it stop, let me know, okay?
I combat it by telling myself that the chances are no one else remembers it.
I'd like to think that. My problem is that people seem to remember stuff that happens to me, even after I've mostly forgotten all about it.