I love work and my coworkers. At 4:30 I had a pomegranate and tequila cocktail poured and waiting for me on my desk.
And almost sixty-five percent of that was actual compliment. Is that a personal best?
Xander ,'End of Days'
Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!
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.
Daisy Jane - Apr 25, 2008 12:45:44 pm PDT #3589 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Lee - Apr 25, 2008 12:49:07 pm PDT #3590 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
But seriously, I love that red. If I wore red shoes, I'd buy 'em.
I looked to see if they had my size. They don't, which is probably a good thing.
§ ita § - Apr 25, 2008 12:49:28 pm PDT #3591 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Perkins may not have met me.
Though, to be fair, I do and have wear leopard print. Just not shoes. I had a wicked translucent leopard print shirt that I Hulked out of during the kettlebell days. It was neat because one of the shades of the print was my skin tone.
Vortex - Apr 25, 2008 12:54:45 pm PDT #3592 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I love the red ones. They do not seem to have them in my size, tho
Jesse - Apr 25, 2008 1:02:54 pm PDT #3593 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Then she took off the backing and wrapped it around her knee on top of the bandaid. So now my kid has had periods explained to her, and is playing in the yard with a pantiliner stuck to her leg.
When I was 13 or something, I shaved off the whole front of my shin while shaving my legs (and was mortified because I had been shaving for a while!), my dad used a maxipad as a bandage. I was double -- no, triple -- mortified.
ION, I'm still hoping to stretch out my cute red shoes enough to wear them this summer.
Lee - Apr 25, 2008 1:12:13 pm PDT #3594 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I didn't think you'd go for it, ita, but I still had to try.
I am no longer two weeks behind in my time sheets! Go me!
Glamcookie - Apr 25, 2008 1:19:11 pm PDT #3595 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
Eek, Jesse you just made me squirm. Ouch!
Jesse - Apr 25, 2008 1:22:11 pm PDT #3596 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yeah, it was ugly.
§ ita § - Apr 25, 2008 1:40:55 pm PDT #3597 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I just got spammed by Hapsack.com. When I go to the about page of their cleanly designed site it reads:
Hapsack is like your medicine cabinet at home, either leave it open so your guests can take a peek or lock it up to keep those busy bodies out. Perhaps throw a combination lock on it and give the code out to those you want to.
It's your sack and you choose who has access to it. Perhaps you would like to leave it laying around so strangers can snoop anonymously, you can do that too. Come on now, be honest...if you found a wallet laying on the street wouldn't you look in it?
Networking with anyone you want has never been easier. Grab a sack, fill it up with whatever you want. Photos, videos, music, documents, perhaps the novel you've been working on. It's you [sic] sack and you decide what's happening in it.
It's very weird. So I google hapsack, and it seems that a user named hapsack has joined every single joinable thing on the web. I'm trying to work out what the angle can possibly be. It seems like a lot of work to go to in order to harvest emails, but the copy is so poorly written I can't imagine it's a good faith attempt at what they claim.
sarameg - Apr 25, 2008 1:46:40 pm PDT #3598 of 10001
When I was 13 or something, I shaved off the whole front of my shin while shaving my legs
I did the same, but I was probably 11 and it was the first time I tried shaving. Yeowch.
I have red shoes! 2 pair. Of course, one is cutesy canvas flats and the other are what I call my kindergarten shoes: red round mary janes with lavendar trim. Those are fluevogs.