I have 2 great nieces and 1 great nephew and I can vouch for the fun-ness of both types!
Inara: Mal, this isn't the ancient sea. You don't have to go down with your ship. Mal: She ain't going down. She ain't going anywhere.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
quester - Aug 25, 2010 10:43:30 am PDT #20130 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
§ ita § - Aug 25, 2010 10:45:07 am PDT #20131 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Those pictures are actually more toward my ideal than the posed beefcake shots he's done in the past.
They are very compelling.
But I feel I should also see shirtless JP playing basketball. Or chess. Whatever. And Misha can take off his shirt and take over the world or something.
Jesse - Aug 25, 2010 10:45:47 am PDT #20132 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Those pictures are actually more toward my ideal than the posed beefcake shots he's done in the past.
I do prefer some beef in my beefcake...
§ ita § - Aug 25, 2010 10:49:22 am PDT #20133 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
He actually has very few posed beefcake shots, unless my collection is severely lacking. He's been remarkably dressed since he passed twenty, save a couple on set shots. At least one of which he's supposed to be unhappy with.
But he's going to be compared to his costar a lot, who does do beefcake shots, and is continuously quite buff.
Daisy Jane - Aug 25, 2010 10:50:02 am PDT #20134 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I just had a woman reply to an email I send out after the meeting where I schedule requests. In the email I paste the portion of the tracking doc to show when everything was scheduled.
Her email was asking when a particular request was scheduled. Not only that, but it was the second request on the list.
I get that people might not open and review the spreadsheet which is why I paste the list in the body of the email. But now people are so fucking lazy they can't be bothered to LOOK at the email? Not even read it all the way through, just have your eyeballs on it for like 5 fucking seconds.
Wow...that got rantier than I meant it to.
§ ita § - Aug 25, 2010 10:59:18 am PDT #20135 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Wired cites erinaceous and mentions word-saving. I'm a little disappointed that I know what a couple of the ones he lists mean.
Apparently I have meetings back to back until 5. And reports to generate. Uhuh. It's not like the web is going to surf itself, people.
Jesse - Aug 25, 2010 10:59:47 am PDT #20136 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I would totally reply, "Oh, did the full email not come through? It should all be right there for you!"
amych - Aug 25, 2010 11:01:38 am PDT #20137 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
The beefcake barely even qualifies as well-marbled. Hrrmph.
§ ita § - Aug 25, 2010 11:03:37 am PDT #20138 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Why did the word I wanted to adopt have to mean "discharging urine"?
Daisy Jane - Aug 25, 2010 11:03:56 am PDT #20139 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
But there's nothing else in the body of the email. As in she would have had to have not gotten anything and then there wouldn't have been anything for her to reply to.
Also, her reply had the original email in it. I wish I could show you guys because it's epic in its stupidity.