Joyce: Dawn, you be good. Xander: We will. Just gonna play with some matches, run with scissors, take candy from some guy, I don't know his name.

'Beneath You'


Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.  

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.


tommyrot - Aug 19, 2010 6:57:49 am PDT #18910 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Nice to see LOLCats earning MBAs....


Spidra Webster - Aug 19, 2010 7:00:28 am PDT #18911 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.

There's an event in Beverly Hills that I'd like to attend tonight. It's even a very low admission fee! However, it's an hour and a half there and back on pubtrans. I haven't yet had the stomach to add 3 hours of transpo onto the duration of an event I attend cross-town. Esp when the coming back will be on a bus at night going through East LA. But I don't want to be a shut-in down here, either, dammit.


§ ita § - Aug 19, 2010 7:04:05 am PDT #18912 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Can I skip ahead? I don't want to redo this week, but it's been just about a complete bust, and it's not looking to improve. People are just being....and it's a stressful enough week anyway. And no sleep and no food and pissy head and...grr.

And I'm disproportionately distressed that I don't have a pencil today. I might not like anything I'm drawing, but I'm feeling hella compelled to do it, and apparently blue rollerball ain't enough today.


Lee - Aug 19, 2010 7:07:47 am PDT #18913 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That's kind of how I feel about the whole month.

August can pretty much bite me.


§ ita § - Aug 19, 2010 7:13:07 am PDT #18914 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I can't get Outlook to work. I can't get my team to keep me up to date on important stuff. I'm getting busted for not doing stuff I actually did. Our deadline is looming and we're having stupid connectivity issues. People won't email me back. Folks are getting (!) brusque. Did I mention looming? Looming.

I have so many meetings scheduled that the work that's to be presented in them can't possibly get done.

Especially if Outlook doesn't work!

My head hurts, I'm anxious and depressed and have lost my appetite. Skip ahead to September, please.


Amy - Aug 19, 2010 7:15:34 am PDT #18915 of 30001
Because books.

Skip ahead to September, please.

How about to the 24th?


§ ita § - Aug 19, 2010 7:18:59 am PDT #18916 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

How about to the 24th?

I COULD DO WITH SOME OF THAT.

::force quits Outlook, tries again::


Jesse - Aug 19, 2010 7:22:32 am PDT #18917 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Ugh, you guys! My August is pretty good, sorry.

Spidra, are you working? When I have time to kill, I always stretch out events as long as possible -- at least it gets you out of the house, right? Bring a good book, and you might as well be on the bus as on the couch...


Jesse - Aug 19, 2010 7:25:39 am PDT #18918 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Speaking of crappy Augusts, a friend of mine was a victim of a hate crime the other week, which, seriously? Also, I didn't know that Covington KY was right by Cincy.


Lee - Aug 19, 2010 7:28:02 am PDT #18919 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

How about to the 24th?

NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Only the 10th.