if maybe he didn't eat 3 cartons of ice cream (NOT pints) a week
That...is a lot of ice cream. What's his favorite flavor?
We have to see the chimp playing hockey! That's hilarious! The ice is so slippery, and, and monkeys are all irrational. We have to see this!
Anya ,'Bring On The Night'
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.
Polter-Cow - Feb 25, 2011 12:42:11 pm PST #25056 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Steph L. - Feb 25, 2011 12:44:40 pm PST #25057 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
That...is a lot of ice cream.
You ain't kidding. It's really impressive to behold. (Also, he has 2 kinds of cookies in the house, which we have to buy every week. And then there's the apple crisp. He should be the Half-Ton Man, and yet.)
What's his favorite flavor?
You know, I honestly don't know. The one he buys most often is Tin Roof, but I think that's his favorite flavor in the cheapest brand (the man loves a bargain and will not pay $6 for a carton of ice cream).
SailAweigh - Feb 25, 2011 12:45:18 pm PST #25058 of 30001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Well, I can't claim to have completed my onerous task yet, as my fic is still unfinished, but I have knocked out 1100 words on it so far today. I think I can put that in the win column. If I manage to write more tonight, great; if not, I'm not beating myself up. It will have to be finished by tomorrow, though, so I can send it to beta.
Vortex - Feb 25, 2011 12:52:53 pm PST #25059 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Alternatively, um, DCistas?
I have a futon that you're welcome to crash on. Although if you're here tomorrow, I might try to shanghai you into helping me buy my new TV ;) I'll e my phone number. I can come pick you up from the airport if need be.
§ ita § - Feb 25, 2011 12:55:41 pm PST #25060 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Today is one long segue of onerosity. And now I have a status report to write. Which...don't wanna. But needs must, and shit.
Consuela - Feb 25, 2011 1:01:14 pm PST #25061 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I am apparently going back to work on Tuesday, woot. No more lazy days, so I guess it's just as well I slept in this morning.
I have done paperwork and prepared my taxes, and now I think I shall take the dog for a long walk. Then I have to clean my house in preparation for having a couple of college-student friends of my niece sleep in my guest room (they're here for a frisbee tournament out in the central valley).
At least I'm getting $ back on my taxes, given that I still won't be paid for at least two or three more weeks. Bleah.
Tom Scola - Feb 25, 2011 1:02:05 pm PST #25062 of 30001
They pay me in WOIMS
meara - Feb 25, 2011 1:06:35 pm PST #25063 of 30001
Suela, I do remember having to ask my sister for her SSN but I think that was for insurance, not wages.
I am also hearing "hookers and blow" in that dog commercial way. Or as "Hookers and blow, batman!"
Daisy Jane - Feb 25, 2011 1:09:04 pm PST #25064 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I meant to post this for Wisconsin, Michigan, Indiana union sympathizers. The dive bar that plays old country [link] was playing it last night.
Calli - Feb 25, 2011 1:13:45 pm PST #25065 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I dropped the busted chair off at the dump and did my time at the gym. Nothing was remotely Hookers and Blow related, nor could I find a reasonable excuse to drop the phrase into conversation. Maybe that means I need to have different conversations?