Argh. the air conditioner guy has been here all fucking day. I'm annoyed because 1) he's behind me so can see my screen. (he's out getting a part or something) 2) I would like to work on a job app, but I don't want to do it where he can see it (not that I really think that's a huge deal, but you'd be surprised at the rumour mill here) and 3) I need to make a dr's appt., but don't want to discuss it on my cell in the hallway (normally not an issue, but there's an event, so people wandering around) or with him here.
'Get It Done'
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.
Please note! We are looking for a Rabbi to create a Golem: an anthropomorphic being created from inanimate matter from Jewish folk-lore, NOT Gollum: a former Hobbit turned into monster and looking for "precious". This is important! We have no interest in living with Gollum. We want a Golem.
Hee.
They are. I've emailed my niece (soph. at UNC-CH) to ask what the well-appointed dorm room looks like.
Flat screen TV, Target futon, cheap full-length mirror, Target Target Target. And I'm about to see it all end up in the trash next week (sorry, I get a little snippy around move-out time).
Best job my roommate ever had was cleaning out dorms at the end of the year. We got so much great free stuff! Including actual money.
We (the general we) collect a bunch of stuff and have a yard sale for charity - last year was the first year and they made $7K, but they've done no promotion this year, so...
Would it count as a human animal hybrid if I just had them splice in a prehensile tail?
Man, I *so* want a prehensile tail! Or opposable toes.
Or opposable toes.
A friend of mine sorta' had that. He used his powers for evil - he would often pinch people using his toes.
He used his powers for evil
Well, DUH!
We (the general we) collect a bunch of stuff and have a yard sale for charity - last year was the first year and they made $7K, but they've done no promotion this year, so...
That's what the universities do around here. They call it the Dump and Run. It's tomorrow.
Dear heavens, but this copy editor is even more comma happy than I am. If I accepted all her changes, this manuscript would read like a transcript of a William Shatner soliloquy.
I'm not mad or anything... she's just doing her job, but damn, my head hurts.
I think I need to take a break and go cook something.