Productivity = run-on sentence like whoa.
And what's the fun in becoming an immortal demon if you're not regular, am I right?
The Mayor ,'End of Days'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Cass - Sep 24, 2009 11:08:57 am PDT #24280 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
WindSparrow - Sep 24, 2009 11:41:05 am PDT #24281 of 30000
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.
To honor all your increasing productivity, here is an ode to the joys of coffee en francais with English subtitles on YouTube: [link]
Aims - Sep 24, 2009 11:41:46 am PDT #24282 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Guess who just walked through half the office with the hem of her skirt tucked into the waistband of her panties??
Laura - Sep 24, 2009 11:42:51 am PDT #24283 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
At least there was panties.
Tom Scola - Sep 24, 2009 11:42:53 am PDT #24284 of 30000
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Guess who just walked through half the office with the hem of her skirt tucked into the waistband of her panties??
Lady Gaga?
Aims - Sep 24, 2009 11:43:52 am PDT #24285 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
For all values of Lady Gaga = Aims, then yes.
t dies
Connie Neil - Sep 24, 2009 11:49:43 am PDT #24286 of 30000
brillig
So maybe it's just that your accent is unfamiliar
Very possible, I hadn't thought of that, I'm so used to using the old Standard Radio News Delivery tone that I forget all the near-British overtones.
And I've got a caller right now from Baton Rouge who I'm having to slow down a little for. I'm getting pretty good at IDing the different Southern regions. It definitely gets drawlier the farther south you go, but there is a distinct roundness to the coastal regions. I find it amusing that I let more of the Southwestern Pennsylvania out when I'm talking to them, and I can hear them relax.
Laga - Sep 24, 2009 12:11:11 pm PDT #24287 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
I'm from the midwest but I often find my accent changing to match the person I'm speaking to.
Cashmere - Sep 24, 2009 12:33:58 pm PDT #24288 of 30000
Now tagless for your comfort.
I'm from the midwest but I often find my accent changing to match the person I'm speaking to.
I totally do this, too!
Shir - Sep 24, 2009 1:03:05 pm PDT #24289 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Good luck, Nora!
And yay, Seska, for that magazine!
Best of luck with that girl, P-C. Buffistas are wise with their advices.
As for me - I'm stressed and impatient about the future (moving/university/my life, whatever that might be). I'm realizing that some of the things I'm investing my time in are "running away from" these things - subscription to Wired, say. Or even more science blogs RSS subscriptions.
I just wish that some things were simpler. In times of uncertainties, it really doesn't help for one to have active imagination. When I'm swaying into good vibe thoughts, I'm telling myself it's just fantasies. When I'm swaying to bad vibe thoughts, I'm telling myself to stop wasting my time on the negatives.
But it's just that I can rarely stop thinking, imagining, daydreaming, etc. by sheer will. I remember one time at high school, at my final year, two teachers of mine ran into each other when I was talking to one of them, and I went aside for a few moments. I heard them talk about me, saying how I'm smart and brilliant, and if only I could focus at one subject for long enough I could do anything.
And I don't have any ADD/ADHD or anything like it. I was always at the top of my classes (except for math, though if I were actually spending more time in elementary school learning it, I'm sure I could have done this too). It's just... I don't know. A constant itch to know more. Or to get into the bottom of things. And when I feel I'm familiar enough with something, I want to move ahead. Most times this insatiable urge is for the best, but sometimes, like now, it can make me feel insecure - that this passion of mine, which comprise so much of me, doesn't worth much. Impracticable. I don't know, I'm babbling. I actually didn't mean to write all of this now, and didn't know I will.
Anyway, in about 7 hours my family and I will be looking for homes in areas-that-might-be-in-dispute-but-at-least-are-in-Jerusalem-which-is-not-East-Jerusalem.
Wish us luck, and kick-ass future neighbors.