"We asked for better schools and they gave us muffins."
I somehow feel this needs to be related to "Eat a muffin, whitey!"
Mal: Which one you figure tracked us? Zoe: The ugly one, sir. Mal: Could you be more specific?
'Out Of Gas'
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.
meara - Jan 19, 2008 9:38:54 pm PST #4239 of 10001
Lee - Jan 19, 2008 9:55:26 pm PST #4240 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Ugh. The guy upstairs from me is playing music that isn't even that loud, but the bass or speaker vibrations or something are coming through loud and clear through my ceiling.
Consuela - Jan 19, 2008 9:59:44 pm PST #4241 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I somehow feel this needs to be related to "Eat a muffin, whitey!"
Hand to god, that was exactly what I thought of at that line!
aurelia - Jan 19, 2008 10:23:25 pm PST #4242 of 10001
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Ugh. The guy upstairs from me is playing music that isn't even that loud, but the bass or speaker vibrations or something are coming through loud and clear through my ceiling.
That sucks. I get that a lot. And when both my upstairs neighbors are home I swear it sounds like they are hosting a clogging school for sumo wrestlers. I never hear anything through the walls, but there obviously isn't much sound absorption between floors.
Theodosia - Jan 20, 2008 2:16:59 am PST #4243 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
28 out there -- loved the snow pictures, especially because I got to see Ginger's backyard this summer! All the pretty snow around here is now ratty and mostly melted, but at least all the parking spaces are clear....
I went to Arisia, hung out with friends I don't get to see enough of (or at all), talked to some strangers, knitted like a fiend, and managed to have lunch at Mary Chungs (yummy Szechuan) AND dinner at Asmara (yummy Ethiopean) which is like the hat trick of Cambridge dining. Plus the people I inveigled into coming along had never had Ethiopean before, and were so very vocal in their discovery of something so delicious that they had passed by previously. Also very grateful that it was not only vegetarian-friendly, but has all the meat-eaters reaching across the table to make sure they get some of the veggie dishes....
Fay - Jan 20, 2008 2:46:06 am PST #4244 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Wow. Snow. Long time no see...
t / wistful
tommyrot - Jan 20, 2008 2:51:01 am PST #4245 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.
Dog vs. balloons: [link]
Doggie gets off to a slow start, but then hits its stride, pops 74 balloons in 57 seconds....
Cashmere - Jan 20, 2008 4:01:37 am PST #4246 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
-17. Brrrrr.
As cute as the dog popping balloons is, I'd say that is an awful choking hazard for him.
I'm going to cheer for the Packers today (go free furniture!).
brenda m - Jan 20, 2008 4:59:06 am PST #4247 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
-5 here. Just in from a frigid walk. Dog comes in front door and goes straight to back door where she commences fussing to be let out on the (metal) porch. Which is where she was for half an hour before we went walking anyway. Freak.
I'm having a lot more understanding for my mom's "put a sweater on, you're making me cold!" But I also feel like someone's going to see her out there and report me for abuse or neglect or something. So she's just going to have to suck it up and stay inside for awhile.
Jesse - Jan 20, 2008 5:00:11 am PST #4248 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Holy crap, it's over 40 degrees warmer here than it is where Cashmere is. Bananas!