You know what's really funny? I noticed kumquats for sale at the grocery store today. I never notice kumquats. But today, before I read this thread, I see kumquats.
YOU PEOPLE ARE IN MY BRAIN!!!
Don't belong. Dangerous, like you. Can't be controlled. Can't be trusted. Everyone could just go on without me and not have to worry. People could be what they wanted to be. Could be with the people they wanted. Live simple. No secrets.
River ,'Objects In Space'
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.
Cashmere - Dec 15, 2010 12:39:42 pm PST #11380 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
§ ita § - Dec 15, 2010 12:42:08 pm PST #11381 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
No OBs at the Ralphs near work, and no space for them either.
beth b - Dec 15, 2010 12:43:16 pm PST #11382 of 30001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
regular and mixed packages of OBs at my safeway --- rack is about half full
Daisy Jane - Dec 15, 2010 12:46:27 pm PST #11383 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
There was a church in Chaudi in Goa called St. Theresa of Jesus. This is our new swear.
-t - Dec 15, 2010 12:48:12 pm PST #11384 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Argh, my doctor submitted the claim for my last visit under a defunct insured ID, so of course it was denied. I gave them the new card and told them the policy had changed, dang it.
Connie Neil - Dec 15, 2010 12:51:47 pm PST #11385 of 30001
brillig
I apologised sincerely, assuring them I hadn't intended to slip anything in through the back door. Signed off with "Roger and out". They complimented me on my courtesy.
Ow. Thank god I wasn't on the phone when I read that.
flea - Dec 15, 2010 12:55:58 pm PST #11386 of 30001
information libertarian
My big package of OBs from drugstore.com arrived today. Contemplating wrapping them for Christmas.
Consuela - Dec 15, 2010 12:57:38 pm PST #11387 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I often use "balls" as an expletive these days.
I am sitting through some computerized mandated training that I have to do before the end of the year. Which is funny: I wonder if the credit will roll over when I get rehired? Anyway, I aced the pre-training test, and then just took the post-training test and scored 94%. Because how hard is it to know that "bringing a gun to work" is a signifier for workplace violence?
Sheesh.
megan walker - Dec 15, 2010 12:57:39 pm PST #11388 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
No OBs at the Ralphs near work, and no space for them either.
1 Walgreens here had none, and no shelf space. The other I checked had some (although obviously no Ultras, which I don't use but I thought it was interesting they were still marked on the shelf).
Strix - Dec 15, 2010 1:08:50 pm PST #11389 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I've ended up with an 8x10 rug that I don't want. What the frick do I do with this thing? It's draped over my office, I think I can roll it up but I'm not sure I can lift it.
Zen, you might call a women's or homeless shelter with a transitional living program and see if they need it. Sometimes, they will pick stuff up.
I have a pottymouth, and I have to train myself out of it. I say "Oh, bugger!" a lot, and am fairly confident I won't be caught out at work. Sometimes I throw in a "frickin'" and a nice "Merde!!"