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JZ - Oct 30, 2008 6:18:10 am PDT #9621 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.

Interview~ma to Tom.

Some David-and-Emmett~ma, please? I just left the shower and missed a call from David--the car overheated just past the Bay Bridge and stopped dead in the middle of a crowded freeway, and he was calling to get our emergency roadside service #. I called back, got his voicemail, left all the info, and haven't heard back yet.

javachik - Oct 30, 2008 6:19:03 am PDT #9622 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Oh JZ, definitely sending vibes!

sj - Oct 30, 2008 6:19:36 am PDT #9623 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Yikes, much ~ma to them both.

hippocampus - Oct 30, 2008 6:21:28 am PDT #9624 of 10001
not your mom's socks.

job~ma to Tom

quick-rescue, safe-waiting, car-ma~ to DavidS and Emmet

car~ma also to sj

SailAweigh - Oct 30, 2008 6:21:50 am PDT #9625 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Car~ma, JZ!! Eeep, scary!

Car~ma to you too, sj. Of the less scary kind.

Continuing job~ma to Tom.

sj - Oct 30, 2008 6:23:20 am PDT #9626 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I just called the car place and they said that everything is going well and they'll call me when it is done, and now I am trying to run around and randomly put away messes in the apartment so that when my friends show up in a half hour they don't think that we're total slobs. How do things get messy again so quickly?

WindSparrow - Oct 30, 2008 6:54:28 am PDT #9627 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Sparky, what about holiday-themed fancy pens or pencils?

Car~ma for sj.

Job~ma for Tom.

Healing~ma for Shir.

JZ - Oct 30, 2008 6:57:06 am PDT #9628 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.

Update: When he said "crowded roadway just past the bridge" what he meant was "crowded street off the freeway, well past the bridge" -- still dangerous, but not as much as when I'd been imagining him and Emmett in the middle of a 5-lane freeway with tons of steel hurtling at them at 70-80 mph.

Emmett's at school and Hec is off on the side of the road waiting for a tow; all's not exactly right with the world, but much improved from a few minutes ago.

And, huh. How bizarre. My Firefox spellcheck doesn't like "all's." C'mon, spellcheck! It's in a Shakespeare title and everything!

Aims - Oct 30, 2008 7:01:11 am PDT #9629 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Interview ~~ma, car ~~ma, and Hec rescued soon and quick, cheap fix ~~ma!!!!

A picture from our Halloween party Saturday. [link]

d - Oct 30, 2008 7:03:40 am PDT #9630 of 10001
It's nice to see some brave pretenders trying to make it interesting.

OMG it is so effing hot in my office I can barely breathe. And my room doesn't have a window and we don't have control of the thermostat. I'm going to die, and possibly cry on my patients. And I have a really creepy dude coming in at 2 and there won't be anyone here but me.

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