Which reminds me, I'm totally going to forget my groceries in the work refrigerator.
I should leave early. Need to watch the hours for the week.
Angel: I appreciate you guys looking out for Connor all summer. It's just—he's confused. He needs time. That's all. Fred: Right. Time, and some corporal punishment with a large heavy mallet. Not that I'm bitter.
'Just Rewards (2)'
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.
§ ita § - Mar 25, 2010 12:50:47 pm PDT #18615 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
javachik - Mar 25, 2010 12:52:08 pm PDT #18616 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
Jesse, I have some capers you can have.
Jesse - Mar 25, 2010 12:57:39 pm PDT #18617 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Can you send some through the tubes??
Not that I need them immediately. I did learn that Trader Joe's green-can cheese is still in cardboard, not plastic like Kraft is now.
Barb - Mar 25, 2010 1:02:14 pm PDT #18618 of 30001
“Not dead yet!”
I was revising a manuscript to send off to Madame Agent of Awesomeness and now I'm girding my loins and getting ready to learn how to use a new word processing software because Word has pissed me off one time too many.
I hope I can figure this out without yanking my hair out too terribly much.
Jesse - Mar 25, 2010 1:03:05 pm PDT #18619 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
You what I always enjoy? Blog posts about Gwyneth Paltrow's blog.
Kat - Mar 25, 2010 1:03:15 pm PDT #18620 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
GRRRRR... The goddamn dog we are dog sitting has eaten 2 lbs of easter candy and today, pulled 24 cupcakes off the kitchen counter and ate them.
I am done with this dog. She's not allowed back in the house unsupervised.
§ ita § - Mar 25, 2010 1:03:36 pm PDT #18621 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I learnt that the TJ's near work is random and capricious in stocking jarred pears. I bought jarred peaches, but I know it's not the same. I just felt futless. Which is apparently not a word, according to Opera.
Why am I still at work?
Right. I had a point to prove on a Reply All email.
I am done with this dog.
There's not enough cute to make up for that, especially when it's not your dog.
Kat - Mar 25, 2010 1:05:51 pm PDT #18622 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
No kidding. Esp. because the dog disemboweled the easter baskets I made for the NICU to get into the chocolate.
I'm just sort of on edge and angry today and dog isn't making it better. Dog is now an outside only dog.
Jesse - Mar 25, 2010 1:06:05 pm PDT #18623 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh dear, dog.
Burrell - Mar 25, 2010 1:06:50 pm PDT #18624 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Oh Kat, I'd be pissed.
Futless isn't a word? It should be.