Well dang Amy, that sounds unsatisfying. I say you are still owed some fried, doughy deliciousness!
Spike? It's you. It's really you! My therapist thought I was holding on to false hope, but…I knew you'd come back. You're like…you're like Gandalf the White, resurrected from the pit of the Balrog, more beautiful than ever. Oh…he's alive Frodo. He's alive.
Andrew ,'Damage'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Burrell - Feb 21, 2012 12:56:52 pm PST #23141 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Amy - Feb 21, 2012 12:58:11 pm PST #23142 of 30001
Because books.
I say you are still owed some fried, doughy deliciousness!
I AGREE.
Lee - Feb 21, 2012 1:03:21 pm PST #23143 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Boo for water in the garage, Lee. I hope it's something easy to fix.
I hope so! The handyman/plumber/electrician who did some work for me earlier is going to come look at it late this afternoon, so hopefully we can get it at least partially resolved today.
§ ita § - Feb 21, 2012 1:03:53 pm PST #23144 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
So I sent out an email saying "shall we reschedule, then?" for no good reason, and then tried to retract it and act all cool like I hadn't had a brain fart in the first place, but then I get an email back saying "Yes! Please reschedule! Something has come up!"
Am I psychic? I think that's the only possible explanation--I'm a psychic with low self-esteem.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates? Come on! I want that part to be true, dammit. And just that it always turns out really badly, or completely anti-climactically. Either one is fine.
Hey, if you're a fan and you don't read the comedy thread-Community will be back on the 15th of March.
Connie Neil - Feb 21, 2012 1:05:04 pm PST #23145 of 30001
brillig
I think the only time someone gets paid to go on a date is when someone else's parents/aunt/grandmother are desperate to find their darling child someone to go to The Big Event with. Or I may just be remembering that from various novels.
billytea - Feb 21, 2012 1:09:28 pm PST #23146 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
So no one ever gets paid to go on dates?
The only way I see that happening is if I were to form a deeply inappropriate attitude towards one or more of my work colleagues.
Sheryl - Feb 21, 2012 1:10:27 pm PST #23147 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Finally got the turn signal replaced. Turns out that, while you can buy a replacement assembly at the auto parts store, you need a mechanic to actually do the replacement. So the car was at the dealer today, but it's done now.
Connie Neil - Feb 21, 2012 1:14:25 pm PST #23148 of 30001
brillig
BTW, billy, it was Hubby's idea that I make use of my "international contacts" to try and find that figure for him. I felt very global and 21st Century.
Lee - Feb 21, 2012 2:20:40 pm PST #23149 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Phew. Now that I am home, as not a plumber, I suspect it's going to be a very easy fix in the garage, and the house appears to have all the water it needs, so I am not sure what the cleaning lady was talking about.
shrift - Feb 21, 2012 2:24:55 pm PST #23150 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Why was I just talking about dicks at work again???
This happens remarkably often if you're me. Today it was BDSM.