psst, Steph, hit 'em someplace that really hurts but leaves them able to make noises letting you know how much they appreciate the gesture.
Looks like civilization finally caught up with us.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Toddson - May 14, 2008 12:21:03 pm PDT #9148 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
Glamcookie - May 14, 2008 12:22:48 pm PDT #9149 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'm tempting fate by eating a gloopy peanut butter and strawberry jelly sandwich while wearing a white top.
Lee - May 14, 2008 12:33:08 pm PDT #9150 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm just annoyed with many things today, and I think I would burn off a lot of tension by punching someone in the throat.
Can you come out to Palo Alto? I have a GREAT candidate for you.
Dana - May 14, 2008 12:39:57 pm PDT #9151 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Oh, oh, I want to punch someone in the throat too!
Laura - May 14, 2008 12:41:16 pm PDT #9152 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
The list of people needing punches is long.
{{sj}} Join the club of at fault accident folks. It has happened to me more than once. Part of driving. I need a driver. Handsome and personable would be nice. And not my son.
JZ - May 14, 2008 12:49:11 pm PDT #9153 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
{{{sj}}} Me three, or four, or whatever number we're up to by now: several stupid, stupid fender benders, while doing things like backing out of a parking space, just because I was distracted and stressed out. Hec rolls his eyes at me for sometimes opting for public transit with Matilda instead of driving, but I'm just so very large with the vehicular self-doubt. You're so very much not alone.
Lee - May 14, 2008 12:49:14 pm PDT #9154 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Oh, oh, I want to punch someone in the throat too!
Come visit!
Scrappy - May 14, 2008 12:53:54 pm PDT #9155 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I don't have fender-benders. Fender-benders involve other cars and are entirely understandable. No, I tend to drive into large, stationary objects which any idiot could see.
Signed,
That Telephone Pole Came Outta Nowhere
sj - May 14, 2008 1:19:13 pm PDT #9156 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Thanks, everyone. I just took a nap at Mom's and am feeling better enough to drive home.
Scrappy, ftr it was a large stationary item. A large stationary car directly behind me.
JZ - May 14, 2008 1:22:15 pm PDT #9157 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Paging Teppy:
One of my bosses is now trusting me to do some proofreading of his MS's before submitting them to journals. I'm doing my best to make them internally consistent (all references listed in the same format; consistent bolding, italicizing, or whatever through the document) and, since they mostly have to be submitted electronically, to strip out all the weird fonts and accidental hyperlinks and random tabs or hanging first lines and all the other formatting excrescences that crop up when stuff is typed by people who don't actually, well, type.
Is there more Shit That Drives Editors Bugfuck I should be looking out for before I hit the "send" button?