I used to work with a Vlad and he...kind of looked like a Vlad I guess? He sounded like a Vlad and was adorable!
Spike: We got a history, him and me. Fred: What? Spike: It was a long time ago. He was a young Watcher, fresh out of the academy when we crossed paths. It was a, what-you-call battle of wills and blood was spilled. Vendettas were sworn. It was a whole-- Fred: My God you're so full of crap. Spike: Yeah. Okay.
'Unleashed'
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.
lisah - Mar 08, 2011 12:11:44 pm PST #27032 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
megan walker - Mar 08, 2011 12:13:20 pm PST #27033 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
I think anyone who gives me a good suggestion for my query above should be able to claim that they completed an onerous task for the day.
SuziQ - Mar 08, 2011 12:16:25 pm PST #27034 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
When I took over as PTA Treasurer many years ago, we discovered the previous treasurer had a large undocumented cost. I tried to talk with her about it to get the documentation (never mind that it was a cash withdrawl the day before Christmas) and she said I was accusing her because she was gay. Oy.
erikaj - Mar 08, 2011 12:17:52 pm PST #27035 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!
Depends on the quality of the blow and the sexiness of the hookers. and this is one of those sentences that make people stare at me, huh? But I bet $3K is a nice weekend, at least.
§ ita § - Mar 08, 2011 12:23:35 pm PST #27036 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I want a Vlad! I have a Michael (well, he kinda has himself) at work who'd make a rocking Vlad.
I think $3K could make a hookershaped dent in a pile of blow. Let me do some research. If he used it for anything else...no, wait, he's still a shitstain of a person.
It was no joke or anything, Daisy Jane. When my mother visited Wales in the late 60s, she was asked where her tail was. People. At best, we'll go with ignorance.
Brenda, I'm glad that wasn't onerous. My boss promised mine wouldn't be, but he also seems to have forgotten he was going to have one. Which is kinda worse.
Liese S. - Mar 08, 2011 12:24:44 pm PST #27037 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Onerous task achieved! Intern's foibles thwarted!
Now to make noodles and cabbage. Not onerous, because NOM!
§ ita § - Mar 08, 2011 12:25:56 pm PST #27038 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Ew. Cabbage. Total oner.
meara - Mar 08, 2011 12:29:05 pm PST #27039 of 30001
Boo on embezzlers. Geesh, people.
I was half way down the hall before my brain kicked in - I don't need sugar. I'm being a good Weight Watcher. Ok, it is only day 3, but I'm trying.
Hah! This is why I am re-starting my diet tomorrow. I figure I will tell myself I am dieting for Lent. Not that I celebrate Lent, or Easter, but whatever. I joined a gym last night and have an appointment Thursday. There ya go.
Meanwhile I have done plenty of onerosity today due to a last minute annoying assignment but was unable to get to any of the previously scheduled onerosity. Yet. Hrmph.
Daisy Jane - Mar 08, 2011 12:32:42 pm PST #27040 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Huh.
I really need to get out of here an go get an afterwork cocktail. I want to either cry or beat people. Neither of which seem terribly professional.
sarameg - Mar 08, 2011 12:38:53 pm PST #27041 of 30001
My week is onerous. Got a ride home with my boss since my neighbors are working late today.
Came home to find cat barfed on my sheets. Which were just washed Sunday. So they are in the wash. Tonight is clusterfucknight at the pool, where I pretty much have to be there by 5, or after 7. And with little control over my working hours without a car, after 7 it is.
I really hope they finish my car tomorrow cause I need to run an errand tomorrow night. Bleahrg. Why did everyone else's cars have to break down same weekend as mine?
Ah well, at least I'm not having to cope with larcenous people.