The most recent thing to make me smile are these clouded leopards HOW ARE THEY SO CUTE: [link]
Can't drink, smoke, diddle my willy. Doesn't leave much to do other than watch you blokes stumble around playing Agatha Christie.
Spike ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
shrift - Dec 07, 2012 8:19:55 am PST #3498 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Connie Neil - Dec 07, 2012 9:14:01 am PST #3499 of 30001
brillig
They focus on getting people who are already Jewish to be more observant
I was wondering at the idea of proselytizing Jews. It never struck me as something where they were actively pursuing recruits (unlike Mormons, who practically offer signing bonuses), but couldn't think of a reason why they wouldn't be.
tommyrot - Dec 07, 2012 9:14:11 am PST #3500 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Decadent lunch is decadent. Strawberry waffles and hot chocolate - both with whipped cream.
SuziQ - Dec 07, 2012 9:20:38 am PST #3501 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Bored like a bored thing that is bored. Don't have the concentration to read my book. My battery is already at 28% on my phone. Where is that cabana boy when I need him?
erikaj - Dec 07, 2012 9:24:19 am PST #3502 of 30001
Always Anti-fascist!
Suela, I think a truly bad daughter would say "2...I thought you said twenty," when Lennie Briscoe came to her house. Which, honestly, I'd consider, in your place.
Atropa - Dec 07, 2012 9:26:32 am PST #3503 of 30001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Hey, guess who slipped and fell on the marble restroom floor? I'm fine (petticoats are good padding), but I'm going to have some bruises. This means I should have alcohol at lunch, right?
Consuela - Dec 07, 2012 9:28:30 am PST #3504 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
This means I should have alcohol at lunch, right?
Absolutely, Jilli.
Calli - Dec 07, 2012 9:35:30 am PST #3505 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
What is the last thing that made you smile unexpectedly?
The realization that I could give up the insane diet I started two weeks ago. Which I did, yesterday.
I've smiled since then, but not unexpectedly. (The smile after the first bite of goat cheese on a sesame cracker was totally expected.)
Sorry about the bruising, Jilli.
I think overruling your father in that situation sounds like a kindness to everyone involved, Consuela.
I'm sorry about the asshat no-longer-future employers, Dana. I hope something good comes through for your DH soon.
§ ita § - Dec 07, 2012 9:36:26 am PST #3506 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, today is ridic quiet in the office because half my row is working from home. So I will commit to finishing the test cases before taking a lunch that's not eaten at my desk. Both of these things are good for me, and also each serves to limit bugs.
erin_obscure - Dec 07, 2012 9:49:57 am PST #3507 of 30001
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
I thank profusely on behalf of everyone who got to enjoy the apple cake. I have green tea and honey, not even close.
I am, apparently, a lighting rod for squirrel-related 911 calls and they crack me up every. single. time. Even when I know that some poor soul is gonna end up in the hospital getting a brutal round of rabies shots...i still giggle that they thought it would be a good idea to try and feed a wild squirrel in the park to impress a friend. Seriously, don't these people know about all the squirrels in Portland dive bombing cars and assaulting others with mustard?!?!?! (disclaimer: no squirrels have actually assaulted anyone with mustard as far as I know, it was just a juxtaposition of unrelated calls that generated very interesting images in my sick, twisted, squirrel-inclined brain.)