I got a Kindle for Chrismakah, so I'm looking at all these books I haven't read in yonks. I'm adoring one star reviews of stuff.
"Mark Twain is a bad writter."
lulz
Wash: I didn't think you were one for rituals and such. Mal: I'm not, but it'll keep the others busy for a while. No reason to concern them with what's to be done.
'Bushwhacked'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Allyson - Dec 14, 2010 9:30:15 am PST #11013 of 30001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Lee - Dec 14, 2010 9:42:03 am PST #11014 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I think my entire goal in life is to avoid talking to strangers.
Unless they are invisible ones in the box, right?
quester - Dec 14, 2010 9:42:42 am PST #11015 of 30001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
"Mark Twain is a bad writter."
Huh, they mispelled Hemingway.
msbelle - Dec 14, 2010 9:45:50 am PST #11016 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I think you mispelled Melville.
FLAMEWAR!!!
SuziQ - Dec 14, 2010 9:47:42 am PST #11017 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
I was in such a pissy mood yesterday that once I hit the grocery store, I bypassed all the short cashier lines to go to the do-it-yourself lane. Did. Not. Want. To. Deal.
Hil R. - Dec 14, 2010 9:48:12 am PST #11018 of 30001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
My response to Mormon missionaries is usually, "My best friend since kindergarten is Mormon. I already know all about the church." If they're just standing on a street corner and handing out pamphlets and nobody's taking any and they look frustrated, I'll sometimes go over and chat with them for a little while, because really, handing out pamphlets to people who are ignoring you has to really suck after a while.
Spidra Webster - Dec 14, 2010 9:52:57 am PST #11019 of 30001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
DeYoung Museum bans sketching at special exhibitions [link]
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 14, 2010 9:53:15 am PST #11020 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Happy Birthday Typo Boy!
Kate P. - Dec 14, 2010 9:53:38 am PST #11021 of 30001
That's the pain / That cuts a straight line down through the heart / We call it love
Spidra, that's fantastic news! Congrats! edit: Er, about your gig, not about the ban on sketching.
Happy birthday, Typo Boy!
In other news, guess who has two thumbs and bathroom pipes that froze (and possibly burst) last night and couldn't take a shower this morning, and therefore looks like a total schlub in the office Christmas card, for which the photo was taken only this morning? (I probably don't have to answer that question for you, do I?)
msbelle - Dec 14, 2010 9:56:56 am PST #11022 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I forgot to share a couple of things with y'all. I KNOW! How DARE I?
anyway, I FINALLY hung some things on the walls in my house. Specifically a shelf and a picture and a magnetic strip and a towel rack - all in the kitchen. And then a full length mirror on the back of my bedroom door. It is very exciting. I am waiting for picture rail hooks to put things up in most rooms, but the kitchen doesn't have them, so YAY!
THEN, I had crazy wakko dreams last night. Several of you were there but now I cannot remember who, We were in some vast building with THE SCOOBY DOO GANG, but not at all cartoons or funny, giant PITA actually. Shaggy and some kid were completely strung out on some drug that looked like colored sugar, but was highly illegal in this place. For some reason we were stuck with them all for a while, but then I bolted. Oh, and I was pregnant! wtf. Then I went to the square in Mesilla (sara knows) and there was some carolling going on or something, but I had an appointment with a hairdresser and masseuse so I left people with my aunt (who used to live in LC, but doesn't anymore). It continued on weirdly, ending with me being with a group returning from a trip on a school bus and having to stop for dinner just outside of NYC. We went to a diner, but the food was all $20+ per entree and I threw a fit and the locals all got mad at us.