Peter Thiel looks like a Leviathan from SPN.
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.
if there's one thing that really excites Thiel, it's the prospect of having younger people's blood transfused into his own veins.
Studies indicate that it works, but they don't know why it works yet. I'll holding off a while before I start farming young people, but the clock's ticking.
One red bodysuit and a silly name away from supervillian.
today is back to work after vacation. I have a meeting at 930 ( not my usual schedule) - and I just tried to get into my email. I could not. my mailbox does not exist.
FFS, I cannot attend your goddamned meeting if you don't send me a goddamned password. I am not driving over there with 5 minutes notice.
I am in a meeting which largely consists of me saying "Uh-huh" to my coworker. Other mover is due any second.
Holy hell. After a fight with my DW about my AM gym going and my insistence that I was going this morning (the fight is too stupid to recount), I get to the gym at 5:30 to swim. I put on my suit and grab my stuff and realize I FORGOT MY STUPID GOGGLES. So I go to the pool deck to check lost and found (they had a pair in toddler size). Back to the locker room where I decide to shower. Then getting dressed, the goggles are tangled up with my bra.
ARGH!!!
Nibbled by first world ducks defined.
Went to bed last night with a plan for Doing Some Of The Things.
Woke up feeling like the cats used my throat lining as a scratching post, vague nausea, throbbing sinuses and eyeballs, and that weird floating head feeling.
I do not think I will be checking many things off my list today.
On the bright side, my beloved Tower of London tea should be arriving in the mail today.
I got a Greek salad for lunch, but I'm just kind of giving it the hairy eyeball and drinking ice water with lemon instead. Bleargh.
I should do something for lunch, but I'm procrastinating, because I'll have to go back to the meeting when I'm done.
And I should use up something in the house, but I don't wanna.
I have food in the house, but I just ordered pizza, because I'm doing an editing marathon today and I can't be bothered foraging in the fridge.
Current mood: Wildly annoyed by people who give detailed answers to questions I didn't ask and ignore the question I did ask. WTF. Did you not read the message? This sort of thing is what convinces me that most people see what they think is there, instead of what really is. How hard is it to read a two-sentence email?