So you'll all go ahead and take my word for it and make with the virtual love and strong liquor, si?

Yes, absolutely.

offers hairpats and absinthe

Man, it has been too long since I did Little Shop of Horrors.

Does it have to be human? Does it have to be mine?

Note: I did not play Seymour, that's just one of the most-often recurrent lines in my brain (too much vampire and werewolf fiction perhaps...)

offers hairpats and absinthe

And I get a little misty at that. I am so on the freakin' edge...

Praise all the Powers That Be for a 3-day weekend (even if Monday is an unpaid fulough day). I need to hide in my room with the blinds closed and whimper...except I have a midterm tomorrow, dammit...

I love the idea of a four foot panda (I was taken aback at first- don't all pandas have four feet?) but their apartment is so small I think that might be kind of mean. There's a balloon store on the way to the freeway I'll probabaly stop at if I can't think of something more original.

The hospital was pretty well taken care of, it was the after that dinners for my freezer were most appreciated.

Totally this. What I most needed right after D was born was someone to cook and clean so I could concentrate on learning how to keep a newborn alive. (Without my mom there I think we all would have starved to death under a pile of ditrty laundry.)

{{Epic}} General hairpats and soothing "There there" noises.

The only way I can reliably wake up it with a clock radio set to the Christian station, slightly off the signal so that I get half preaching and half static, with the volume turned up as loud as it goes and the alarm clock at least several steps away from my bed.

I think I might be getting a sinus infection.

Odd conversation with my officemate today. I spent a while this morning griping about my advisor. Officemate knows my advisor and agrees that he's a dick. Anyway, a few hours later, I'm at the computer working on stuff, and Officemate says, "I really feel like I should apologize for [advisor]." I'm a bit confused and say, "Why? It's not your fault -- you don't have to apologize for anything." And Officemate says, "Yeah, but he's just treating you like such crap, I feel like someone should show you some love." I wasn't entirely sure how to respond to that.

And Officemate says, "Yeah, but he's just treating you like such crap, I feel like someone should show you some love." I wasn't entirely sure how to respond to that.

Just say thanks. And be comforted by the fact that if clueless ofricemate knows that the guy is being a dick, he is REALLY being a dick.

I love the idea of a four foot panda but their apartment is so small

Note: We were also this and yet? Four foot panda what was named OMGWTFPanda. Whom we still have.

Does it have to be human? Does it have to be mine?

This is the line Pete and I quote at each other all the time.