Allyson, I left yesterday not remembering you were phoneless! Der. I called but got a weird non-messagey messagey thing.
I had fries with my omlette at breakfast today.
Dawn: I think a date should be in a real fancy restaurant, then champagne at a night club with a floor show, then ballroom dancing. Joyce: Unfortunately, we're not dating in a movie from the thirties.
'Get It Done'
Natter 56: ...we need the writers.
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.
Kat - Jan 18, 2008 7:52:50 am PST #4035 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Jesse - Jan 18, 2008 7:54:32 am PST #4036 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I know I should get over it/learn to process it differently.
You could try to process it like I do, which is: holy crap, people who don't know you are buying and reading your book!
I'm already thinking about having fries with my dinner.
Jars - Jan 18, 2008 7:55:23 am PST #4037 of 10001
Thanks for the input guys! I swear if it turns into a paper, I'll credit the Buffistas.
We were discussing it in work as there was a paper where the idea was that megalithic tombs were places where deities lived (sort of), and they couldn't leave there. And we were thinking about other examples where that may be the case, or not.
And of course that tangents into defining divinity and its boundaries and whether archaeologists can legitimately have a position on that.
tommyrot - Jan 18, 2008 8:01:42 am PST #4038 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
The horror... The horror....
1973 Sears Fall/Winter catalog
I love the caption for this page: [link]
Six harlequins were skinned for this, and the fire chief is still looking for his hat. This was a popular outfit for women who wanted to lie motionless on the floor of an Italian restaurant and observe people.
Allyson - Jan 18, 2008 8:01:56 am PST #4039 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
It's not really an either/or, Jesse. I contain multitudes.
Dana - Jan 18, 2008 8:08:50 am PST #4040 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Went to get the burrito.
Place was packed, since I arrived at 11:30. Asshole frat boys in line behind me. Initally was overcharged for a MONDO burrito, and handed the guy my credit card before I processed that he'd actually said thirteen dollars. Set off the car alarm in the garage, which I have never done, and am consequently deaf.
Fortunately, I bought a cookie.
brenda m - Jan 18, 2008 8:08:51 am PST #4041 of 10001
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
I ended up with BK, because it's cold and I didn't want to go outside, and also french fries NOM NOM NOM.
Wait, does this mean there's a BK in the Loop? Where, dammit, where?!?
Vortex - Jan 18, 2008 8:12:49 am PST #4042 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I grabbed a sandwich after my interview (went okay, I think one woman really liked me) grilled chicken and brie panini, yum. Except that it was 8 dollars! For just a sandwich -- no side or drink in sight! It was good, but not that good. And it was regular sized, not like it was so enormous I could split it (like the one I got at Whole Foods yesterday)
shrift - Jan 18, 2008 8:13:52 am PST #4043 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Wait, does this mean there's a BK in the Loop? Where, dammit, where?!?
Randolph & Clark. Thompson Center. Bottom level, near the Secretary of State.
Allyson - Jan 18, 2008 8:14:48 am PST #4044 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
They are going to cram another human into my workspace, which I already share with someone.
Both are marketing/recruiting people, who will be on the phone constantly. I have to answer the phones, so it will sound liek a telemarketing office in here. And i will go mad. And be unable to play my iPod, therefore working without any music as well.
I think they should also put a jackhammer in my area so people can come by and randomly drill holes in the concrete, just for added noise-texture.