Andrew ,'Damage'
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.
I would print out the most porny fic I could find and read it in the meetings.
Now that takes ovaries. I have had problems where people have said things that are titles of porny fics and suddenly I'm flashing back to...stuff. Reading? Never. I totally don't have the stone face for it.
Whoohoo, way to go Perkins! Unfortunately, I have so few meetings to go to anymore, that I don't have any reason to do that.
meara, your boss sounds like my old boss. I had to be Ceasar's wife and couldn't do anything that looked "bad", no matter that the boss and his sidekick did whatever the same shit was or worse.
I got to sit in the back of the room, away from the main table, or else I probably wouldn't have either.
I can tell how annoyed one of my developers is in meetings by how heavily he colors in the lines on his doodles. But then, he's not exactly a repressed sort of guy, so verbal cues quickly follow.
Really good swim tonight. I kept forgetting to count, so I swam somewhere between 46 and 52 laps straight, in 45 minutes. I know it was at least 46, but am certain I repeated at least 3, and the others I am not sure about.
Unfortunately, I have so few meetings to go to anymore
Other than the fic example, this sequence of words does not make sense in any universe.
I wish I could knit in meetings. Well, I can knit in theatre meetings, but not "real work". Knitting actually helps me pay attention. I am not a doodler, as I am too self conscious about my drawing ability. I do draw diagrams to explain things as I talk, though. I end up with the notebooks with weird circles and arrows-- but I have a hard time explaining /understanding things without visualizing them.
I don't think I'd read fic, but I have totally been posting here from the BB during long meetings. And if I'm WFH all bets are off.
HOLY MOTHER. I just looked up to see Loki shoving a full pitcher of water towards the edge of the counter. It was almost half off it.
That would have been a goddamned mess. Stinker.
A long time ago, when I worked at a gift registry desk, I used to print our Pacey/Joey fic and read it inside a Bridal Magazine (which we were allowed to read for enrichment).
Also, I hate that making dinner satisfies my hunger. Now I have all this food, and do not want to eat.