Are you sure you are not a cat, Dana?
Um. What are the symptoms?
Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
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.
Dana - Mar 28, 2016 7:17:18 am PDT #18462 of 30003
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Tom Scola - Mar 28, 2016 7:24:09 am PDT #18463 of 30003
hwæt
Do you leave gold and silver sardines on peoples doorsteps?
Dana - Mar 28, 2016 7:25:51 am PDT #18464 of 30003
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
I might sleep-sardine.
Connie Neil - Mar 28, 2016 7:28:57 am PDT #18465 of 30003
brillig
Do you leave gold and silver sardines on peoples doorsteps?
I could use a few more of those.
flea - Mar 28, 2016 7:34:13 am PDT #18466 of 30003
information libertarian
Do you have fluffy hindquarters?
sarameg - Mar 28, 2016 7:35:36 am PDT #18467 of 30003
Oh my gawd, Loki is so neurotic. And whiny.
Every time I think they're done with the cutting, it starts up again. I haven't ventured back over yet, but will need to go grab lunch soon.
Dana - Mar 28, 2016 7:56:10 am PDT #18468 of 30003
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Do you have fluffy hindquarters?
I suppose that's one way to describe them.
Zenkitty - Mar 28, 2016 8:03:22 am PDT #18469 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Do you leave gold and silver sardines on peoples doorsteps?
Changing a Neko Atsume kitty's name to Dana now.
msbelle - Mar 28, 2016 8:19:12 am PDT #18470 of 30003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Today is becoming an exercise in not being able to do much because of other people. Waiting. Getting interrupted to deal with a problem. Technical issues. Equipment unavailable.
brenda m - Mar 28, 2016 8:20:29 am PDT #18471 of 30003
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
Janitors in our office used to move things about randomly. It was frustrating.
Oh man. I was just telling a friend about when I used to work as a temp in my early 20s. I had an assignment for about six months with a host of other people coming in to Blue Cross and processing claims after hours when they were in some sort of crunch.
For one thing, they gave us bonuses (like $5) for getting through the most each shift. Since it wasn't any of our actual jobs, we'd of course cherry pick all the simple and easy ones and leave the complicated stuff for the actual employees. (Except when I'd see a big thick one for like breast cancer, and I'd go through and approve everything no matter what the guidelines said.)
But we also totally ransacked the place, shifting chairs around, rearranging the desks, changing people's radio stations. Not maliciously or as a prank or anything - just a whole bunch of young kids who had never had a real office job and didn't have the slightest inkling how aggravating that must have been. To this day I cringe thinking of what those women had to go through dealing with our thoughtless crap every day when they came in to work.