Has any buffista given a loan through Kiva?
Yes, both the DH and I have done so.
Wash: I'm not leaving her side, Mal. Don't ask me again. Mal: I wasn't asking. I was telling.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
Sparky1 - Jan 16, 2008 8:16:51 am PST #3578 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
shrift - Jan 16, 2008 8:24:11 am PST #3579 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
The Los Angeles Police Department's latest high-tech crime-fighting tool, the Phraselator, enables officers to translate and broadcast thousands of prerecorded phrases in a multitude of languages.
Strega - Jan 16, 2008 8:25:37 am PST #3580 of 10001
I'm in the antisocial club. Er, well, you know what I mean. The creepy peer pressure involved in workplace parties tends to push my Hulk smash button. So I usually hide in my office until they're over.
If I'm close enough with someone that I genuinely want to celebrate their birthday/spawning/whatever, I'm already intending to do that outside the office. And if I don't... why spend the energy pretending to care? Doing my actual job is less draining than making small talk with people I don't give a damn about.
Kat - Jan 16, 2008 8:26:56 am PST #3581 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I love the concept of Kiva. That might be my next year's christmas gifts!
Liese S. - Jan 16, 2008 8:27:54 am PST #3582 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I'm in the antisocial club. Er, well, you know what I mean.
Bwah! Strega, can I tag?
hippocampus - Jan 16, 2008 8:30:05 am PST #3583 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
how do I phrase my reply into a 'no':
- we all have neat cameras and all like to take thousands of photos of everything
- our families like to look at pictures
- therefore it seems logical that we should be able to put all of our photos from all of our cameras up on the web so that everyone can download them in all of their 24"x30" glory and be happy. We don't really care what people who might see the site for the first time and be confused by pic-a-palooza might thing, nor do we give a jot about photo-privacy or picspam.
- we do not want you or anyone you know to suggest choosing between the photos, adding captions, or resizing them.
- yes, we have met your friend flickr. can you build something like that just for us?
Daisy Jane - Jan 16, 2008 8:34:11 am PST #3584 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Can you show them about half a dozen MySpace pages with unresized photos fucking up the screen?
Allyson - Jan 16, 2008 8:35:23 am PST #3585 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
I'm having weird issues with the new book regarding people's names and identifying characteristics. It's complex, since I'm talking about a neighborhood we all live in. I've changed just about everyone's name. But I feel weird about it all.
I think my neighbors wil have a cow when they read it.
Vortex - Jan 16, 2008 8:37:26 am PST #3586 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
If the book sells, you'll be making enough money to move, so it won't be an issue, right?
hippocampus - Jan 16, 2008 8:38:09 am PST #3587 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
Can you show them about half a dozen MySpace pages with unresized photos fucking up the screen?
I can't bring up myspace because they want me to build them a 'private' version of that too. Or dynamically maintain their online web presence there, and facebook, and "the other web places too."
I can show them our very own course pages where some of them are already screwing up the screen... because when I restricted filesize, I nearly magnetized with all the knives in my back.
... er, or something.
it's a pickle. I'm thinking of sticking with 'no.' and waiting for people to go screaming to my boss.