Ahh, my first hockey game of the season was the Habs vs. Bruins bloodbath the other weekend. Now those are the injury-prone underachievers I recall from my days of pre-strike fandom!
My whole life just flashed before my eyes! I gotta get me a life!
Xander ,'Dirty Girls'
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.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jan 29, 2008 12:15:44 pm PST #6128 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
tommyrot - Jan 29, 2008 12:32:48 pm PST #6129 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've been checking the temperature pretty regularly. Temp fell ten degrees in about 15-20 minutes....
§ ita § - Jan 29, 2008 12:43:06 pm PST #6130 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
My eyelids are falling.
tommyrot - Jan 29, 2008 12:51:40 pm PST #6131 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've always wondered if it'd really work to prop your eyes open with toothpicks like cartoon characters do....
bon bon - Jan 29, 2008 12:56:54 pm PST #6132 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I went and got some eye tests done today. For most of the day my pupils remained dilated and I looked like an anime character. An anime character who could not read, or get any work done, really.
sarameg - Jan 29, 2008 1:16:17 pm PST #6133 of 10001
So I get to the mechanic. The guy checks the computer to print out the record. "I'm sorry, it isn't ready yet. We didn't get the part until 4." WHAT?! "I called at 4:45, and was told it was ready." t do a couple iterations on this theme, offers me a loaner for the mixup & misinformation Guy goes to check in the garage, to check with the guy doing the work on "Miss Lastname's car ". Comes back "As you can see, they've still got it in there." "Uh, that's not my car. Mine's out front." "Oh crap, your name & car again?"
He'd clicked on the record of the other female Lastname whose car was being worked on by the same guy today, by accident.
So anyway, much laughter. He goes to get the keys. They aren't hanging on the hooks. Aren't on the desks. At this point I'm just sitting in a chair, laughing helplessly as three guys trash the office looking for the keys, apologize all over themselves and calling the mechanic who has just left. He pulls up. Main guy says "wait a minute" and runs to the back. He comes back "he left them in his vest!"
Not counting the return-call thing, they really aren't usually this crazy. I think it was just the curse of me. It's par for the course, lately.
§ ita § - Jan 29, 2008 1:19:22 pm PST #6134 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I've been insanely sleepy all day. Fall asleep at the desk sleepy. And this after overlepopokg (that was supposed to be oversleeping). Having the head hurt isn't helping.
You don't want to know how many naps were taken in the composition of this post.
aurelia - Jan 29, 2008 1:26:10 pm PST #6135 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
You aren't driving home I hope?
Sheryl - Jan 29, 2008 2:13:48 pm PST #6136 of 10001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Tired. What else is new?(It would be nice to have a night's sleep without waking up a bunch of times, I'm just saying)
§ ita § - Jan 29, 2008 2:29:34 pm PST #6137 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You aren't driving home I hope?
Car's in the shop and I'm not picking it up today. About $700 worth of stuff done to it, which hurts. Something about oxygen and a catalytic converter. And a replaced windscreen.