I'm applying for jobs today. From my job. Good times?
welcome to my world. I'm even considering applying for a job in the building across the street from my parents. How desperate is that?
Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!
River ,'War Stories'
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.
Vortex - Apr 01, 2008 7:22:01 am PDT #8632 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
hippocampus - Apr 01, 2008 7:29:10 am PDT #8633 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
mystery solved. and the winner is passive-aggressive tone!
eta - and the fact that she can't find a style-sheet herself.
shrift - Apr 01, 2008 7:33:57 am PDT #8634 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I have lunch now. I am hoping it will bring back my sense of humor!
Sue - Apr 01, 2008 7:36:11 am PDT #8635 of 10001
hip deep in pie
Jesse - Apr 01, 2008 7:36:19 am PDT #8636 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I'm applying for jobs today. From my job. Good times?
Good times. I keep feeling sketchy when I look at job listings, but obviously no one's looking at my internet usage!
PS: Damn you Vortex -- I could fly higher than an eagle!!!
P.M. Marc - Apr 01, 2008 7:36:53 am PDT #8637 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
I am just not going to be able to comment on anything at livejournal today. People keep posting stuff that makes me want to say, "If this is your idea of an April Fool's joke, maybe you should rethink it, because wow, if it's not real, you're kind of an enormous dick."
Like what? All I've seen this morning were about a million rickrolls.
amych - Apr 01, 2008 7:38:21 am PDT #8638 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
I love the Bacon Matrix, but it's wrong. Obviously, after you give bacon to the dog, there should be an arrow leading back to the point of cooking up more bacon.
(I am amych's dog, and I approve this message.)
tommyrot - Apr 01, 2008 7:38:28 am PDT #8639 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.
Oh my. This is deeply moving... A series of portrait photos of people before and after death, with a brief description of their lives and deaths....
Rita Schoffler, 62
First portrait: February 17 2004
Rita and her husband had divorced 17 years before she became terminally ill with cancer. But when she was given her death sentence, she realised what she wanted to do: she wanted to speak to him again. It had been so long, and it had been such an acrimonious divorce: she had denied him access to their child, and the wounds ran deep.
Second portrait: May 10 2004
When she called him and told him she was dying, he said he’d come straight over. It had been nearly 20 years since they’d exchanged a word, but he said he’d be there. “I shouldn’t have waited nearly so long to forgive and forget. I’m still fond of him despite everything.” For weeks, all she’d wanted to do was die. But, she said, “now I’d love to be able to participate in life one last time…”
Jesse - Apr 01, 2008 7:39:21 am PDT #8640 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I don't understand why my friends were rickrolling me months ago, and yet it seems to be the new hotness all of a sudden! Those friends are not my friends at the forefront of the internet!
Jesse - Apr 01, 2008 7:46:47 am PDT #8641 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh my. This is deeply moving... A series of portrait photos of people before and after death, with a brief description of their lives and deaths....
Wow. Those were amazing.