My ToC won't auto-generate! Fuck you, Word.
I don't care if it is an orgy of death, there's still such a thing as a napkin.
Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
§ ita § - Jan 13, 2011 2:59:51 pm PST #16827 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
msbelle - Jan 13, 2011 3:03:18 pm PST #16828 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
it's mad at you for yelling at me. pfffft.
SuziQ - Jan 13, 2011 3:04:10 pm PST #16829 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Suela - that bites donkey nuts.
I'm feeling kinda better today, at least the throat is better. Why do I always forget how much better I feel post-shower. Maybe tomorrow I'll graduate to outside clothes.
Glass of wine for msbelle.
Strix - Jan 13, 2011 3:05:03 pm PST #16830 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Suela, that is awful! They need some sandpapering of the genitals as a friendly reminder that they are FUCKING WITH PEOPLE'S LIVES.
javachik - Jan 13, 2011 3:06:27 pm PST #16831 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
My ToC won't auto-generate! Fuck you, Word.
The headers were actually created as proper headers, I hope?
Drives me insane when the upstream people insert or delete table and headers manually. Frakks my auto-generated TOCs right up. Bastiges.
Sue - Jan 13, 2011 3:08:37 pm PST #16832 of 30001
hip deep in pie
I had chicken for lunch and dinner. Trying to eat a roast chicken by yourself is a lot of eating, even with the help of the cats.
Sigh. My friends are in town from Conn. and we're supposed to go our for brunch on Saturday. I was suggesting places to go and rashly also suggested that I could cook for us. Guess which option they decided? Oh, Yes. And my friend can't eat anything cured, aged, or fermented. No cheddar! No bacon! Guess who'll probably be getting up @6 AM to go to the farmer's market on Saturday?
§ ita § - Jan 13, 2011 3:10:43 pm PST #16833 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The headers were actually created as proper headers, I hope?
Outline mode all the way! But when I delete Heading 1 from the ToC levels, it won't find any entries. So, headers are no longer proper headers, because I need to manually style Heading 1. Fuck you.
Also, Epiphany yelled at you, msbelle. I was just the conduit.
Going home now. Working from home tomorrow. Crazy day.
Cass - Jan 13, 2011 3:20:09 pm PST #16834 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
And my friend can't eat anything cured, aged, or fermented.
That's tragic.
brenda m - Jan 13, 2011 3:20:59 pm PST #16835 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, that is no way to live.
Sue - Jan 13, 2011 3:23:02 pm PST #16836 of 30001
hip deep in pie
I know. I can't imagine. It's those damn migraines. They're bastards.