Someone puts the smackdown on Liz Lemon.
It's been awhile since I've read that, but fuck that post. I do remember that cis was completely irrelevant to the point, but used in it anyway.
Anybody can be a prop class clown.
Xander ,'Touched'
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.
bon bon - Apr 13, 2010 8:33:29 pm PDT #22874 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
aurelia - Apr 13, 2010 11:05:16 pm PDT #22875 of 30001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
In case you missed this after Glee... Vogue.
Tom Scola - Apr 14, 2010 1:48:17 am PDT #22876 of 30001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
A truly beautiful grammar rant: [link]
Sparky1 - Apr 14, 2010 3:50:44 am PDT #22877 of 30001
Librarian Warlord
I have paid my quarterly nanny taxes, for once remembering all the passwords to the online systems. Fear me.
msbelle - Apr 14, 2010 3:54:33 am PDT #22878 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Today is the day my department is packing up for the move. Already, before 9am!, my boss has grated on my nerves multiple times. I need him to get out of here at noon today or else I fear I will lose my cool with him.
Also? I still have work to be doing, so stop bothering me every 2 seconds!
Nora Deirdre - Apr 14, 2010 3:58:30 am PDT #22879 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Rastafar Rye
Man, that sounds awesome. I am a complete sucker for beers brewed with rye. It is my crazy obsession since I had my first Hop Rod Rye, all those years ago...
Lee - Apr 14, 2010 4:27:15 am PDT #22880 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I woke up convinced it was Thursday.
It's not.
JZ - Apr 14, 2010 4:39:28 am PDT #22881 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.
It's been that kind of a week. I was convinced all day yesterday that it was Wednesday (despite filling the day with all my regularly scheduled Tuesday tasks), right up until I was about to leave for the monthly staff meeting and realized it was the wrong day. My officemate woke up Monday convinced it was Friday.
I blame pollen. Not for any specific reason, just because we've got a lot of it around here, and pollen is always blameworthy.
juliana - Apr 14, 2010 4:43:34 am PDT #22882 of 30001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Hop Rod Rye
Mmmm, Hop Rod. They talked about putting that or the Dogfish Head 90-Minute IPA on tap at work, until I patiently explained that the bartenders would drink most of the kegs. Instead, we're getting a new offering from Stone Brewing Company (the people who do Arrogant Bastard). V. excited.
Cashmere - Apr 14, 2010 4:46:38 am PDT #22883 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Olivia was three and a half and Owen was a month after his fourth birthday before I considered our "training" done. I think they do it on their own time. Often, long after the parents are ready.
I hate it when Christopher's out of town. This is a hard week. I feel like I'm juggling a bunch of balls and dropping them all on my head.