It can't hurt.
Scary! But of course you're right. I forget how to look for a job when you have one.
Tara: Do you have any books on robots? Giles: Oh, yes, dozens. There's a lot of research to be done in order to--no, I'm lying. Haven't got squat. I just like watching Xander squirm.
'Get It Done'
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.
Jesse - Feb 14, 2008 4:42:07 pm PST #9550 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
JenP - Feb 14, 2008 4:43:13 pm PST #9551 of 10001
What is bon bon counting?
Apply, Jesse!
I hope we find out who/what the tiny guys are.
Jesse - Feb 14, 2008 4:44:37 pm PST #9552 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
bon bon is trying to make me insane by calling out the phone number in the reggaeton ad for IO Digital Cable.
JenP - Feb 14, 2008 4:45:39 pm PST #9553 of 10001
Aha! Also, ha!
Tom Scola - Feb 14, 2008 4:50:45 pm PST #9554 of 10001
hwæt
bon bon is trying to make me insane by calling out the phone number in the reggaeton ad for IO Digital Cable.
Oooh! Can I help?
Jesse - Feb 14, 2008 4:59:07 pm PST #9555 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I would much rather think about chunky chocolate than watching lots of channels whenever I'm able, so ...thanks?
bon bon - Feb 14, 2008 5:06:28 pm PST #9556 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I am not specifically trying to make Jesse insane. I am specifically trying to make ALL NEW YORKISTAS insane.
meara - Feb 14, 2008 5:07:01 pm PST #9557 of 10001
Ooh, apply, Jesse! Best of luck!!
sigh. Someone wrote me from monster with what sounds like a PERFECT job for what I'm looking for, and I wrote her back, and....no word. Grrr.
sarameg - Feb 14, 2008 5:07:18 pm PST #9558 of 10001
I'm the queen of cowardice. But I'm really good at encouraging people to jump into the new!
sarameg - Feb 14, 2008 5:22:36 pm PST #9559 of 10001
Cracks me up that T and her dad just stood on their balcony and yelled "Happy Valentines Day!" to me. While I'm inside. I waved back to them.
But it makes me feel relevant and valued.