Illyria: Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence. Spike: Well, wishes just happen to be horses today.

'Not Fade Away'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

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.


sarameg - Dec 04, 2009 4:23:51 pm PST #23127 of 30001

Jesse, that's funny!

I have a zit or infected follicle on my sitter. OK, outside of my thigh, just so it gets pressed on no matter how I sit. It hurts. Stupid weird body.


beth b - Dec 04, 2009 4:24:58 pm PST #23128 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

sorry sophia


Nora Deirdre - Dec 04, 2009 4:25:19 pm PST #23129 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I think she really did wear the dress to parties and such later, like she said she would.

Hey, so did I! Wore it to the SFF2F as well as several weddings. I still have it, still wear it. It was like $98.

I think that weddings are often treated as primarily for other people (non-bride and groom people), which is why I never wanted one and didn't have one.


sarameg - Dec 04, 2009 4:25:57 pm PST #23130 of 30001

Sophia, that bites ass. At least you will have documentation, I guess?


-t - Dec 04, 2009 4:29:18 pm PST #23131 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Oh, you and Sparky both in your wedding dresses at the Prom! That was so cool.


Sophia Brooks - Dec 04, 2009 4:36:20 pm PST #23132 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Thank you guys- I can't decide whether or not I should ask to write a rebuttal to my file (the chance wasn't offered) or just let it lie and take the fresh start. My boss is normally scrupulously honest and fair, and if I had been working up to my normal potential the other things would not have built up like that, but normally I think you recieve a verbal warning, a change to correct your behavior, and then a written warning. But I still feel she was swayed by the work nemesis, who is her BFF.


§ ita § - Dec 04, 2009 4:52:03 pm PST #23133 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Sophia, if you think you can be measured about it, it may be worth getting on file with a reasoned rebuttal.

Private Eyes is back in my head, thanks to James Roday.

I don't use my bacon salt near enough because, well, salt. But it's great sprinkled on bagels and cream cheese.


Steph L. - Dec 04, 2009 5:02:21 pm PST #23134 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I don't use my bacon salt near enough because, well, salt. But it's great sprinkled on bagels and cream cheese.

Oh dear god I need to have that right now.

However, I have no bacon salt. (I think we have bagels and cream cheese. I could pretend. But it might just make me forlorn. Alas, no bacon salt!)

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In college, one of the popular places to eat/order food from was a tiny shop that made all kinds of bagel sandwiches. One of my favorites was a blueberry bagel (I know, itsnotabagel) with cream cheese and cinnamon sprinkled on top.

My roommate loved the one that was a plain (I think) bagel with cream cheese and roast beef. The thought of it still makes me gag, after all these years.


Jesse - Dec 04, 2009 5:05:35 pm PST #23135 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Cream cheese and roast beef are good together in a roll-up, so I bet they're even better on a bagel! With salt.


Steph L. - Dec 04, 2009 5:08:10 pm PST #23136 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Cream cheese and roast beef are good together in a roll-up, so I bet they're even better on a bagel! With salt.

I love the salami/cream cheese rollup thingie, but it's something about roast beef's texture -- the way it's often easy to pull apart, if that makes sense -- that disturbs me, and with cream cheese, it just makes me gag. Go figure.

That bagel place used to (probably still does) sell single cigarettes out of a styrofoam cup on the counter for 10 cents each.