Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins. Twenty years old. Born on the fourth of July — and don't think there weren't jokes about that my whole life, mister, 'cause there were. 'Who's our little patriot?' they'd say, when I was younger and therefore smaller and shorter than I am now.

Anya ,'Potential'


Natter 70: Hookers and Blow  

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.


Amy - Jul 17, 2012 10:12:56 am PDT #14382 of 30001
Because books.

Some monkeys throwing sticks at the keyboard may be closer.

I think this is probably it.

I've never seen another "product"(for values that include free service, I guess) that makes itself worse every time it makes changes.


§ ita § - Jul 17, 2012 10:17:16 am PDT #14383 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

You've seen gawker.com, Amy.

I don't get the friendslist cleaning query, but I'm really not healthy enough for LJ (har!). I mean, I don't want to share enough of what's going on inside or right outside for an LJ post, and reactions to other people's reactions to pretty things with a once monthly multi-paragraph vent is precisely my speed. Tumblr is so perfect for me right now. And, good god, the train wrecks you can rubberneck...sheeit.


Amy - Jul 17, 2012 10:19:04 am PDT #14384 of 30001
Because books.

Oh yeah. But it's not a contest you want to win!

Tumblr is really addictive. I hate Twitter now -- no pretty pictures.


Jesse - Jul 17, 2012 10:21:49 am PDT #14385 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I should really start a personal tumblr so I can just reblog Chris Hemsworth all day, but I figure other people do that plenty, so I can just look.....


Zenkitty - Jul 17, 2012 10:22:21 am PDT #14386 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Twitter remains my instant-gratification-media favorite. Tumblr confuses me.


Lee - Jul 17, 2012 10:23:29 am PDT #14387 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Ben just had sushi for the first time with a friend and liked it. Lee will be so proud.

I AM! Perhaps I should have sushi for dinner to celebrate.


msbelle - Jul 17, 2012 10:34:50 am PDT #14388 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I am fighting off an anxiety attack about my boss returning tomorrow. And by fighting off I mean, I am aware that I am on teh edge of one and I am attempting to deep breathe, but it is really not helping.

He is not responding to my emails, despite sending other emails. The HR person who I send my timesheets and sent me two emails today (and she never sends emails), both kinda watchdoggy. One requested that I make sure my boss approves my timesheet (which he always has, but that was pre-writing up). And the second which told me to make sure I logged my sick day in this internal thingy. I had no idea we logged sick days there. It is where we ask for vacation days and they get approved or denied, but sick days can't be approved or denied post date of abscence - that makes no sense. Also, I do not think we have a set # of sick days, just that if you are out more than X days in a row you must have a Dr. note. So I now think I am on a list of problem employees who are being carefully watched which is such utter bs, I cannot even.


Amy - Jul 17, 2012 10:36:20 am PDT #14389 of 30001
Because books.

Oh, msbelle, it's awful to work with that kind of tension. What the hell is their problem?


Zenkitty - Jul 17, 2012 10:38:22 am PDT #14390 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.

Oh, msbelle, that sucks. I totally understand the boss-created unnecessary anxiety.

Man, I hate corporate reindeer games.


Steph L. - Jul 17, 2012 10:43:19 am PDT #14391 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

But, Steph, WHY do white people all want rope corsets? We need a research grant to study this phenomenon, stat.

Oooh, research grant! Yes, definitely!

Steph, I'm not sure you have to have been born with a penis, and there's always the possibility that merely having sex with a member of the family suffices for entree. I'm willing to broker that if need be.

I think my whole monogamy dealie with Tim has a loophole clause for trip-to-Jamaica-for-awesome-party-with-kickass-family. It MUST.