You know me! I'm like, "Go school! It's your birthday!" Or something to that effect.

Willow ,'Empty Places'


Natter 69: Practically names itself.  

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


Steph L. - Nov 28, 2011 11:41:02 am PST #8877 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

it's got its own dictionary entry, and it fits.

But it's not the correct title. And I realize that people aren't saying "allow me to quote William Shakespeare when I say that this argument is much to do about nothing," but, frankly, it's a really old damn work of literature that's not exactly obscure, and to use the phrase is in fact to quote the title. And quotes should be accurate.

Yeah, I am That Asshole.


shrift - Nov 28, 2011 11:43:28 am PST #8878 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I surrender.

I've been watching MST3K episodes, so I'm filtering everything through an obscure and disquieting lens.


Jesse - Nov 28, 2011 11:46:31 am PST #8879 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

It's an eggcorn! Right? [link]


Kathy A - Nov 28, 2011 11:48:21 am PST #8880 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

I so need a nap. I need three naps. I need All of the Naps.

Moooooommm!! Cass is bogarting all the naps!!!!!

I need one, too. Really, really badly. Because I am still at work, even though I wanted to leave 45 minutes ago. Instead, I am staying so I could deal with an email from a group manager who was complaining that he didn't get an update email three weeks ago, and he cc'd both my boss's boss and my boss's boss's boss, but not my boss, and after looking it up, I find out that he should have gotten the email and more than likely did, unless there was a problem with the email system, because the damn thing was generated in Lotus Notes. So, I forwarded him the registry of the actual html-filled newsletter that was emailed to him. I hope this satisfies his stress over missing future newsletters and puts the blame on the software or email server and not on me if he didn't get the darn thing.

And I still have to go home and work on my final for school. Ugh.

ETA: And now I'm stress-eating a piece of office cake, which is a total sugar bomb. Double-ugh.

ETA2: And when going over my PTO for the week with my boss, I teared up when saying that I've had one hell of a day. I really hate tearing up on my boss over simple stress.


Beverly - Nov 28, 2011 11:56:26 am PST #8881 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Backflung, Burrell.

And also? N-a-pppp. Just 20 minutes, Mom.


Burrell - Nov 28, 2011 12:17:08 pm PST #8882 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I'm grading a student paper. Question: do most people consider pornography use a form of infidelity? I don't see it that way, but if it's a commonly held belief, I don't want to quash her.


Liese S. - Nov 28, 2011 12:18:10 pm PST #8883 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

I have certainly heard it phrased that way.


sumi - Nov 28, 2011 12:18:34 pm PST #8884 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!

Twin pony foals!


Liese S. - Nov 28, 2011 12:19:03 pm PST #8885 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Aww!


Connie Neil - Nov 28, 2011 12:20:53 pm PST #8886 of 30001
brillig

do most people consider pornography use a form of infidelity?

I don't know about most, but in my neck of the religiously conservative woods, it's a bare couple of steps away from adultery. Oh, and it's something men do, and it wrecks families, and they have earnest conferences about keep the scourge out of your home.