Man, why am I not in bed?
Right? Aren't you sick? Haven't you been sick for a month?
Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
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.
DavidS - Mar 15, 2011 8:16:46 pm PDT #28632 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
shrift - Mar 15, 2011 8:19:43 pm PDT #28633 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Aren't you sick? Haven't you been sick for a month?
Yes! And tomorrow it will be two goddamn weeks, but apparently I don't think I need 8 hours of sleep because I, sir, am an idiot.
DavidS - Mar 15, 2011 8:23:54 pm PDT #28634 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
but apparently I don't think I need 8 hours of sleep because I, sir, am an idiot.
No, that calculation is correct. You don't need 8 hour so sleep.
You need 10.
beth b - Mar 15, 2011 8:35:45 pm PDT #28635 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
The cat just tried to climb a small cd tower. That'll learn him. maybe.
go to bed shrift.
good for you msbelle.
and thanks for being here ginger
Liese S. - Mar 15, 2011 10:31:34 pm PDT #28636 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Bacon!
What? Yes, that's all I got out of the last hundred or so posts.
Also, goose grease. Nom. Admittedly it takes a much bigger process to obtain, but at the end of that process, you have delicious goose, and also, vast unknowable quantities of goose grease in which to cook everything ever.
Calli - Mar 16, 2011 1:09:06 am PDT #28637 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Shit, it looks like a second reactor has ruptured spewing steam.
Oh, dear. I hope the men in the article you quoted aren't too close.
Jesse - Mar 16, 2011 3:13:30 am PDT #28638 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
with bacon grease and duct tape, we should be able to solve all the world's problems.
If only they had thought of that before the earthquake! And/or 9/11. @@
Oh, wait, it's not a book made of bacon here you peel off the leaves and fry them up, is it?
Of course that's what I thought, too.
Hil R. - Mar 16, 2011 3:23:25 am PDT #28639 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
A woman is suing her daughter's preschool for not adequately preparing the daughter for the kindergarten entrance exams. [link] (Manhattan, of course.)
Lee - Mar 16, 2011 3:36:07 am PDT #28640 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I went to bed wondering if I was getting a cold, but woke up this morning sure of it, between the stuffy nose, sore throat, and having turned into a OMGWTFSHUTUPALREADY GINOURMOUS WHINY BABY.
Jesse - Mar 16, 2011 4:08:37 am PDT #28641 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Poor you, Perkins!
I wish I had thought to ask to work from home today. It's rainy and bleh, I'm sleepy, and I have zero meetings. Would have been a good day for it! But no.