Lindsey: Why--why did you... Lorne: One last job. You're not part of the solution, Lindsey. You never will be. Lindsey: You kill me? A flunky?! I'm not just...Angel...kills me. You...Angel... Lorne: Good night, folks.

'Not Fade Away'


Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


brenda m - Jun 29, 2015 8:40:40 am PDT #29943 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Suzi, [link]

Cats blocking the way, and the ensuing dog trauma.


SuziQ - Jun 29, 2015 9:11:35 am PDT #29944 of 30000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Perfect, Brenda. Though I have yet to see either cat take a swipe at him.

My mouth is still sore from last Wednesday's dental-fest. I am so ready for these stitches to quit being sore.


Jesse - Jun 29, 2015 9:16:58 am PDT #29945 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I'm coming down from a weird adrenaline rush, brought on by my boss suddenly bringing me into the grandboss's office and shutting the door. I had no idea what was coming! Then he started talking about my biggest problem "customer," and I really had a moment of hoping she might be canned, but no. But it's always nice to hear that senior leadership gets what the problem is, they know I'm trying to do my job, etc. Overall a very pleasant time for me! But my heart is still kind of racing.


flea - Jun 29, 2015 9:17:49 am PDT #29946 of 30000
information libertarian

The talk I need to deliver tomorrow as part of an all-day job interview has only barely reached Hot Mess status. At least I am mostly past the You Can't Edit A Blank Page status?

Also, I have cramps.


Connie Neil - Jun 29, 2015 9:34:31 am PDT #29947 of 30000
brillig

Also, I have cramps.

Who's the patron saint/goddess of menopause? I feel like making an offering of thanks.

And I want to change it to meno-done. I don't want it paused, I want it done.


shrift - Jun 29, 2015 9:43:20 am PDT #29948 of 30000
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Even if you just want to come over, ring our doorbell, trudge upstairs, watch Winter Soldier while we feed you and hand you cold cocktails and then drive you home.

Hell, I'd love to do that any night regardless of how stressed out I am.

This Monday is approximately 1,000% more Mondayish than most Mondays are.

I got, like, 4 or 5 hours of sleep, so everything is a Struggle.

I also got a new work laptop, so I'm setting it up and trying to remember how to use a Mac.


SailAweigh - Jun 29, 2015 9:56:43 am PDT #29949 of 30000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I'm still waiting for Monday to feel like Monday, other than yesterday was Sunday. With my luck, 5:15 will roll around and I'll have a big "Oh, fuck, no" moment.


Steph L. - Jun 29, 2015 9:58:49 am PDT #29950 of 30000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

a big "Oh, fuck, no" moment.

Welcome to my whole day. I would be drinking already if I didn't have so much work to do.


Jesse - Jun 29, 2015 10:07:00 am PDT #29951 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I have to come up with someone to ask to give my boss feedback on me, and I can't figure out who! The people with whom I both work a lot and am confident would give me a good grade are pretty senior, so probably overwhelmed with reviews themselves. Stupid review season.


-t - Jun 29, 2015 10:26:32 am PDT #29952 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

You have to ask people to review you/ I'm glad that is not part of our process.

I'm having to constantly check which of the things that urgently need doing CAN be done and it's frying my brain even faster than a typical day. OTOH, that they are not getting done is not, at this point, my fault.