Crap! 4 day work week! All the work, one less day to do it in!
Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
JZ - Mar 16, 2010 5:04:44 am PDT #16483 of 30001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Sue - Mar 16, 2010 5:06:35 am PDT #16484 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Crap! 4 day work week! All the work, one less day to do it in!
You greatly overestimate civil servants. Or at least this one.
Monday was a vacation day that I needed to use or lose.
ChiKat - Mar 16, 2010 5:15:30 am PDT #16485 of 30001
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?
The gronk is mighty and thick.
Amen, sistah. I woke up late, got on the road late, but within tolerable limits if traffic is okay, which NSM. I got to school late, but nice teachers across the hall took my kids when I called frantically from the road.
tommyrot - Mar 16, 2010 5:22:27 am PDT #16486 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My brain is stuffed full of gronk. But at least I didn't get woken up by an earthquake.
Arrived at work to a bunch of panicky emails from our biggest client. But my boss, who currently is at our client's London office, had already fixed things. Hooray for London currently being five hours ahead!
Tom Scola - Mar 16, 2010 5:26:35 am PDT #16487 of 30001
They pay me in WOIMS
Hooray for London currently being five hours ahead!
It's currently four hours.
Jessica - Mar 16, 2010 5:27:40 am PDT #16488 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
It's currently four hours.
Not in Tommyrot's time zone.
DavidS - Mar 16, 2010 5:28:53 am PDT #16489 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Now I'm imagining all the Buffistas with big clocks set around their room labeled Chicago, Tel Aviv, Paris, London, Tokyo.
Tom Scola - Mar 16, 2010 5:29:07 am PDT #16490 of 30001
They pay me in WOIMS
Oh, right.
megan walker - Mar 16, 2010 5:29:33 am PDT #16491 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
I envy Drew his ability to wake up, mutter "earthquake," and fall back asleep. Also, I apparently cricked my neck when the bed jumped, and it hurts. And I have to get up in 90 minutes. And yes, I would like some cheese with my whine. Being woken up on little sleep makes me 3.
The couple we have had since my move made me nauseated for most of the next day.
plaid is not red, but it doesn't matter anyway
I'm just really curious as to what that means.
This was one of many things the defense threw into her closing (having presented no defense). She kept harping on the fact that the only 911 call to describe the defendent mentioned a plaid shirt but (duh, duh, duh) the defendent was arrested wearing a red sweatshirt. Of course, he had left the scene, and then come back and hid from the police on a construction site, and the prosecution had three eyewitnesses IDing the defendent, but plaid's not red you must acquit!
Her basic argument was, they caught the wrong guy (here's 50 million bizarre reasons why), but, by the way, he wasn't driving under the influence.
Sadly, even after we had decided that he was the driver and he was guilty of DUI and intimidating witnesses, one older woman would periodically say things like, what about the plaid? what about the keys?
tommyrot - Mar 16, 2010 5:29:47 am PDT #16492 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Now I'm imagining all the Buffistas with big clocks set around their room labeled Chicago, Tel Aviv, Paris, London, Tokyo.
Everybody's talkin' 'bout Pop Music!