Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


The Crying of Natter 49  

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.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 8:48:40 am PST #8495 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

hee!


Jesse - Feb 06, 2007 8:50:56 am PST #8496 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Well, it's not an Indian restaurant, right? It looks like a generic vegetarian restaurant with some Indian, some other stuff.

a person I halfway supersize

Someone needs to back away from the burger chains...

Ha!


Daisy Jane - Feb 06, 2007 8:58:30 am PST #8497 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Yeah, Cosmic is strictly vegetarian, with mostly Indian food. It's the only thing near though.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 9:00:32 am PST #8498 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

it looks good! I just had incorrect assumptions going into the site.


shrift - Feb 06, 2007 9:02:45 am PST #8499 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Why do people assume I know everyone who works in my building and instantly know every department just because I have a cube next to the door?


Daisy Jane - Feb 06, 2007 9:06:16 am PST #8500 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Why do people assume I know everyone who works in my building and instantly know every department just because I have a cube next to the door?

The same reason they assume that you need to stop typing/talking on the phone/working to help them. Sitting near the door=de facto receptionist.

::eyes door near her own office warily::


Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 9:07:29 am PST #8501 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Sitting near the door=de facto receptionist.

I think there's a gendered assumption at work as well. Which, you know, @@.


Daisy Jane - Feb 06, 2007 9:09:17 am PST #8502 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Y'know what Nora? I didn't think about that, but you may be right.

I think I just got a tiny bit more irritated.


shrift - Feb 06, 2007 9:12:29 am PST #8503 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

Well, if we don't get another receptionist soon, I'm going to start flipping out like a mammal.


Nora Deirdre - Feb 06, 2007 9:27:38 am PST #8504 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Y'know what Nora? I didn't think about that, but you may be right.

I am taking a gender issues class- I see the world in gender-colored glasses now!

It's crazy.