Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


Natter 57 Varieties  

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.


Atropa - Mar 21, 2008 10:56:02 am PDT #6537 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

I hate open space work floorplans, and I'm not terribly thrilled with cubes, either. That's one of the perks of being a full-time employee of the Evil Empire: they try to put people in offices, and really try not to make people share offices unless they absolutely have to. I love having a door.


§ ita § - Mar 21, 2008 10:56:48 am PDT #6538 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Someone sent me an email whose text was pretty much just "J". Given her name doesn't have a J in it--what symbol might she have been trying to send that my browser's not showing? Smiley face? Heart?


Glamcookie - Mar 21, 2008 10:57:20 am PDT #6539 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

I miss my door, my window, and my easy access to good coffee and food (moved from Santa Monica to Culver City).


Atropa - Mar 21, 2008 10:58:12 am PDT #6540 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Smiley face, ita. I know Outlook sometimes turns smiley faces into "J"s.


Kathy A - Mar 21, 2008 10:59:06 am PDT #6541 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

Now I'm earwormed:

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the "hawk wind" blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour that tolled
Round his bed, his friends had all gathered
They knew his time was short
And on his head they put this bright blue cap
From his all-time favorite sport
He told them, "It's late and it's getting dark in here
And I know it's time to go
But before I leave the line-up
Well, there's just one thing that I'd like to know

Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around
When the snow melts away,
Do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy-covered burial ground
When I was a boy they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave
The land of the free
And the doormat of the National League


tommyrot - Mar 21, 2008 10:59:28 am PDT #6542 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 love having a door.

Can you put stuff on the outside of your door? Bats? Signs that say, "Abandon all hope ye who enters here"?


Allyson - Mar 21, 2008 10:59:49 am PDT #6543 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 like open space plans. Hate cubes. My new workplace (our business is moving to a larger building) will be a cube, but it's right in front of a window that looks out on the san gabriels, so it feels open.

My psychiatrist read my book. I feel odd about that, and can't figure out why. She said that although she knows I can't hear it/believe it, she thinks I'm a very gifted writer. I can hear/believe that it is a nice thing to say.


Daisy Jane - Mar 21, 2008 11:01:32 am PDT #6544 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

We're having a screwdriver party on Monday. We're encouraged to bring a screwdriver to be served a screwdriver and "modify" our new cubes.


Glamcookie - Mar 21, 2008 11:02:09 am PDT #6545 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

I want your workplace, DJ!


Atropa - Mar 21, 2008 11:02:14 am PDT #6546 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Can you put stuff on the outside of your door?

Yes.

Bats? Signs that say, "Abandon all hope ye who enters here"?

I have a card with a quote from Dracula, and a GCS business card on my door. My office itself is decorated with fuzzy toy monsters, velvet scarves, various posters (Sandman, The Lost Boys, various bands I like), a collage of postcards people have sent me, and a pink & black croquet mallet hanging on the wall. Co-workers like to meet in my office just because I've got an entertaining space.