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'Out Of Gas'


Natter 62: The 62nd Natter  

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.


msbelle - Dec 18, 2008 2:52:17 pm PST #6882 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

No joke - you can have perfectly lovely party fare that is heart healthy.


ChiKat - Dec 18, 2008 2:52:32 pm PST #6883 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

What I really need right now is inside pants and a hefty martini.

lines up with JZ for inside pants and tasty beverage

Still at school, but headed home soon. We had auditions today and yesterday for our winter show. I will have 2 casts for this: one is a curricular cast of 8th graders and the other is extracurricular and all grades can audition. Between the 2 casts, I will have 97 kids in the show.

Now I have to go home and cast them. Dear heavens me.


sarameg - Dec 18, 2008 2:53:13 pm PST #6884 of 10002

Our cat Toke plays in the water dish endlessly.

5 minutes is forever to a cat!

Devi rocks the other water tank just so she can chase the bubbles in the tank. But she doesn't knock it over.

She just did that to 3 different humidifier tanks and broke them.

headdesk


Jesse - Dec 18, 2008 2:57:04 pm PST #6885 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

These people do not know the meaning of last, final or deadline.

Ha ha ha STAB. I had the most bananas day today. All morning, busting my ass to get this thing done, while people were making changes all around me. I got it done, and probably 90% right. I know I screwed up a couple of things, but I think not too bad. But ugh.

Then it was the diversity potluck, which was fine, if mostly boring, and we left a little early, so I got a drink with a couple of coworkers, which was nice, until a screaming group came in, and then I just had to go.

I hope I can relax again some day. Probably this weekend.


Jesse - Dec 18, 2008 3:07:38 pm PST #6886 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

For an example of my day, I had to ask around for the safe-for-work version of "clusterfuck" before I talked to the COO. I ended up with "somewhat frustrating."


Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 18, 2008 3:10:47 pm PST #6887 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand

Despite the lack of fresh dill in my hometown, holiday party spinach dip is accomplished! Now I just have to remember to take it and one of those frozen Mediterranean foccacia things with me when I leave for work tomorrow.

One co-worker talked herself out of baking stuffed shells and instead decided to make manicotti—doubtless it'll be very good, but I don't know how that's going to work as party favors...


Steph L. - Dec 18, 2008 3:12:38 pm PST #6888 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Not like a good baked brie wrapped up in butter-drizzled phyllo, which may not be heart-healthy but is oh so good for everything else. It's like a light box for your tongue!

Yeah, but -- when you're at a holiday gathering, and you have to compete with dozens of other party-goers who all want the brie (oh, yum), you're only going to end up with a few bites; there's no way to bogart the entire wheel of brie (don't ask how I know that).

And a few bites of baked brie are not going to make or break someone's cardiac health.


Tom Scola - Dec 18, 2008 3:15:30 pm PST #6889 of 10002
hwæt

That's why you eat cheese with red wine. They cancel each other out!


Steph L. - Dec 18, 2008 3:16:01 pm PST #6890 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Scola KNOWS.


billytea - Dec 18, 2008 3:19:33 pm PST #6891 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Scola KNOWS.

This should be on a t-shirt.