Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.

'Underneath'


Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


flea - Feb 08, 2010 1:53:07 pm PST #7185 of 30001
information libertarian

I had a dream the other night that prominently featured someone I dated when I was TWENTY and have only had the most casual of friendly-professional relations with lo these 15 years. (Happily not a sexytimes dream, 'cause eww.)

Then again I got earwormed the other week with the Gummi Bears cartoon theme song, which honestly I had forgotten existed until there it was bouncing here and there and everywhere in my brain. Synapses is weird, folks.


msbelle - Feb 08, 2010 1:53:51 pm PST #7186 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

really all day long in the house together is too long. even playing with the babysitter now, mac is working my nerves.

I am trying to do chores in the kitchen.


§ ita § - Feb 08, 2010 1:57:05 pm PST #7187 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The concept of sushi is the slightly sweet rice, right?

I abhor wasabi, and have to ask for my sushi made without it. It hurts my sinuses. I've had chefs send me back the same sushi with the wasabi scraped off, like that fixes things. Which, it don't. Owie.

The guy in the cube next to me has a mug that looks like a paper cup with a plastic lid. Freaked me out the first time I had to move it. Way too heavy. Now I kinda covet it. Way cooler than my two-companies-back travel mug. But I just passed someone's desk who has a mug from the same company. Almost started a conversation with her about it. Then I remembered I was on my way to talk to people I already knew I liked.


Vortex - Feb 08, 2010 1:57:59 pm PST #7188 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

I have yummy mac and cheese with sharp cheddar in the oven right now, but now I want sushi :( With very little chance of getting any any time soon, as we are expecting another snow event tomorrow (10 inches or so. Let's hope that it's men measuring, so that it is actually only 6 inches ;)


Hil R. - Feb 08, 2010 2:01:27 pm PST #7189 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I'm wondering when school will be open again. So far, no word on tomorrow, but it's looking like the roads won't really be cleared enough for all the faculty and staff to get in from the suburbs.

I've got a phone interview tomorrow morning, and then after that, if school isn't officially open, I'm going to see if I can go get my notes and stuff from my office so that I can do some work at home.


brenda m - Feb 08, 2010 2:02:20 pm PST #7190 of 30001
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

The guy in the cube next to me has a mug that looks like a paper cup with a plastic lid. Freaked me out the first time I had to move it. Way too heavy. Now I kinda covet it.

Yeah, I had one of those and the night cleaners tossed it.


Hil R. - Feb 08, 2010 2:07:01 pm PST #7191 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

My interview tomorrow is for a job in Chicago. I'm not sure I can muster Chicago enthusiasm right now. I'm going so stir-crazy with this snow.


§ ita § - Feb 08, 2010 2:13:43 pm PST #7192 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I had one of those and the night cleaners tossed it.

Oh, damn. You really notice the difference the moment you touch it. That's incredibly annoying.

His isn't on his desk. Now I'm paranoid that it's been tossed too. I'm showing untoward interest in his possessions.


Vortex - Feb 08, 2010 2:16:03 pm PST #7193 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman

Yeah, they probably didn't realize it until it was in the trash, and didn't want to fish it out.


§ ita § - Feb 08, 2010 2:22:56 pm PST #7194 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I don't want the cleaners to throw away anything from my desk, although I can understand the temptation. There are bug traps under all our desks in the new digs. Whoever was here before us must have been pretty nasty.