| The Surreal Life |
[Nov. 7th, 2006|09:53 am] |
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[I don't think anyone got sexually harassed this time...]
Vladimir: oh yeah : i forgot about the moshi moshi : however if you dont want to go anymore : at least - let Imogene know : it would be better :
Lucy: Maybe if the growing season for grapes is extended...
Vladimir: maybe I should just take the cereal away :
Lucy: Would a third enema really make that much of a difference?
Vladimir: not unless you are honest about the accident :
Lucy: I TOLD you, I don't KNOW who the assistant speaker of the Congressional Black Caucus is!!!
Vladimir: Nancy : Please fold the towels in the dining room : Buttons likes to eat alone :
Lucy: Your life shall be long and varied. :-) Your lucky numbers: 5 25 9 40 17 3
Vladimir: Nicole : just leave your shoes on the counter ::
Lucy: The Crested Newt has far more intrinsic nutritional value than the common garden Salamandrae.
Vladimir: Nobody RSVP'ed for Martha's Birthday Party :
Lucy: But we need to think out of the box, be proactive, and look at it from the client's standpoint!
Vladimir: Don't just assume that I will be dragged all over Prague like a limp doll :
Lucy: Honey, possibly the sewer was not the BEST place for that...
Vladimir: I thought we agreed to never talk about Chandler :
Lucy: Jazz enthusiasts generally do not make optimal designated drivers.
Vladimir: I like to put Tarragon in the chicken salad : It reminds me of the lake and Harold :
Lucy: Women who affect breathy little baby voices make me homicidal.
Vladimir: The next time you go to the grocery store : Please buy me a gallon of vinegar : Thank you ~
Lucy: And if you hadn't insisted on having that damn badminton tournament, maybe the child wouldn't be an orphan right now!
Vladimir: when I was in Milan - I saw a pebble which reminded me of you ::
Lucy: No, I find that the cotton spats just BREATHE better than the seersucker!
[This could have gone on indefinitely, but (mercifully for the reader) my shift ended at this point.] |
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| Conversation via IM: |
[Jul. 9th, 2006|05:37 pm] |
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Lucy: I'll be your proxy warrior if you need one, because I have no aversion to conflict, even if it's with someone I care about.
Nikkiah: I know you don't. You're the conflict queen. ;-)
Lucy: That's not a very good thing, you know...
Nikkiah: Well, it can be...
Lucy: I'm a barbarian. I recently realized that I enjoy conflict because of some evolutionary remnant handed down from my Evil Grandmother...
Nikkiah: HA!
Nikkiah: That's awesome.
Lucy: No. It is supremely frightening and depressing.
Nikkiah: Oh come on, you could have gotten something scarier, like schizophrenia.
Lucy: I'm a throwback, a cavewoman.
Lucy: Goody.
Nikkiah: Conflict isn't that bad. ;-)
Lucy: My mother likes it because I can fight her battles for her, but it just makes me feel like a freak.
Nikkiah: Well, she shouldn't take advantage of you like that, and learn to fight her own battles. You're not a freak, you're just supremely useful.
Nikkiah: My Mom is like that.
Nikkiah: She'll find conflict wherever she wants to.
Nikkiah: Argues with everyone.
Lucy: No, mine's fragile and good.
Lucy: I don't want her to find out how cruel the world can be.
Nikkiah: OMG.
Nikkiah: You're funny.
Lucy: I'm happy to fight, as I'm sure you know...
Nikkiah: She's older than you....she should know these things already. And I know that you are. ;-)
Lucy: She does know them. But I don't like to see her hurt.
Nikkiah: Awww, you're adorable.
Nicole: Nah, I just fight well.
Nikkiah: I should get you a pair of boxing gloves for your birt-day.
Nikkiah: ;-)
Nikkiah: Or for X-mas./
Lucy: Well, Tod does have a heavy bag in his basement...
Lucy: But I can use *his* gloves. ;-D
Nikkiah: Oooh, punching bag. We had a homemade one once, and my brother beat the shit out of it.
Nikkiah: Then we didn't have one. :-(
Lucy: Your brother is also a cavewoman.
Nikkiah: I agree. He has hair that is longer than yours.
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The New York Times Magazine mentioned in a recent article that a certain subset of people find conflict addictive, as others find narcotics such as cocaine and heroin.
Now, this may have been useful back in the days when Thag needed to fight Yog to win the hand of the lovely Oonga, but it has limited appeal now that civilization is all the rage.
No wonder I'm so fond of my pet tire iron...it's a modern version of Thag's club!
Urghhh; oooga boogah.
*grunt*
*scratch* |
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| IM session from today at work: |
[Jul. 3rd, 2006|12:38 pm] |
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| | (regrettably) Kansas - "Dust in the Wind" | ] |
Tod: [...]Only if this is a just and redeemable world.
Lucy: Yer the theologian, babe - you tell me.
Tod: We are all just dust in the wind
Lucy: I don't think there's a Gospel of "Kansas"...
Lucy: Could be Matthew, Mark, Luke, and "Toto", tho.
Tod: Well some say that John was very feminine looking
Lucy: Lots of hairspray?
Lucy: Ripped sweatshirts?
Lucy: Overly fond of inserting the word "lady" in his songs?
Tod: No just in his facial features.
Lucy: I'll bet he was in a hair band in his spare time.
Lucy: He was practicing guitar licks at the Last Supper - that's why Mary Magdalene had to sit in for him in the painting.
Tod: Yeah you know - apostle of Jesus lead singer of Judas our good friend?
Lucy: Judas Priest! Yeah, baby!
Tod: And that was not a woman in the picture
Tod: John was a very feminine looking man
Lucy: That's what he wanted you to think, the slacker.
Lucy: He was off playing his Fender.
Tod: Well if youre referring to any information from John Brown you would think that he would at least get the dates the Dead Sea Scrolls were found, right?
Lucy: Who's John Brown?
Lucy: Didn't he he'p build de railroad?
Tod: I meant Dan Brown
Lucy: I think he helped, too. |
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