Emily, I'd threaten anyone who giggled with a classroom reading of "Everybody Poops."
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.
The part where nanites have the power to alter the laws of physics also made me chuckle, but in a different way.
Yeah, but at least that was cool.
I was watching Pride and Predjudice last night and I was convinced it was in two parts and I was so confused on how they were going to squeeze everything that last hour. Then it ended with them at Pemberley, and I was like, "Man, i have to wait another week!" And it dawned on me that I owned the freakin' DVD and I could watch it at any time.
Also, I started thinking about how Colin Firth and I lived in Vancouver at the same time, and started wondering if our paths ever crossed. We could have been at plays together! He was living with Meg Tilly at the time and he couldn't even get an audition in Vancouver. Which is crazy, and totally typical of the theatre scene there. Very insular and provincial.
Emily, I'd threaten anyone who giggled with a classroom reading of "Everybody Poops."
Hmm. I'll probably just give 'em the eyebrow.
It doesn't work, but it makes me feel better.
I am here. I am thinking of re-caffeinating since the first one clearly didn't take. Dillo has the ick and spent most of the night rolling about crying and feeling sorry for himself, coughing, and wiping snot all over me, the bed, and his hair.
I am also thinking deep thoughts about youth soccer. Such is the life of a parent.
Some guy: "Please add these documents to this website."
Me: "Do these documents need to be added to Section A or Section B?"
Some guy: "Yes please."
Me: "..."
I'm here. I'm still sick. And I am nursing a new obsession with Gossip Girl, which is rather annoying, yet, predictable. So now I am reading not particularly good fanfic.
Some guy: "Yes please."
say ok. load them in random directory.
"Oh? you wanted them linked in somewhere?"
Note to self: Do not mention the migraine fairy. It only makes her remember you, with a vengeance.
Oh, hon. That silly fairy needs to be bombed. Just quietly and without a flash of light.
Am at work.
Blech.