And for my upstairs neighbors, who woke me up for the second night in a row (and by no means only the second time) at about 2:30 am. I was fed up and went and pounded on their door. And they were all "whaaaat? We're in bed! We already try to be quiet!" Fuckos. And then I was all anxious and couldn't fall back asleep and had creepy dreams about a bus crashing into my living room (on the third floor even in the dream!) and missing flights and so on
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
((Tom)), want to come hang out with mac and me? You'll feel better about your ability to express yourself. I pretty much promise.
I can tell I've been working from home this week. I'm at the office today and just checked my watch and was bemoaning how slow the day is progressing. Then I realized I hadn't reset my watch, and zoom, there went an hour.
Aw Jeebus, Tino has a partner now? Seriously Tino, fuck off and take your skanky troublemaking girlfriend with you.
Tino and his ho need to back the fuck off. I'm going on vacation, dammit, and I intend to enjoy the hell out of it, no matter what's going on at the office.
A very pretty thing. I so severely want that. It's dreamy.
I bet most Buffistas would kill for that....
Oh, Tom. You work so hard, and have come really far! {{}}
I bet most Buffistas would kill for that....
Prepare to die?
A very pretty thing. I so severely want that. It's dreamy.
Isn't the balance supposed to be calibrated for a six-fingered hand?