Overheard:
I had to turn around so you could get a photo of it. How could you forget?!
Erm…
Archive: February, 2005
Monday, February 21st, 2005
Overheard:
Erm…
Sunday, February 20th, 2005
Overheard:
Stated by a lay-dee.
Friday, February 18th, 2005
This train is for… Cockfosters.
Thursday, February 17th, 2005
college degrees based on experience — this place would issue a lot of degrees in wanking and time-wasting Tired of making a Salary — no, just tired of earning one. There’s quite a difference. Extra power. Don’t think. Just act. — This one clearly had an effect on our current administration. Never be intimidated by sex again! — As in, having sex? Never. Getting? Perhaps… Play palmOne’s Reward Yourself Game — This one’s in a category all its own. palms… self-rewarding… this can go nowhere good. (OK, that last one’s not really spam, per se; but as it was caught in my spam trap, I have carte blanche to use it here.)
Thursday, February 17th, 2005
Terms actually overheard at an actual meeting about actual new HR/management practices of some sort: creative correction — a whole new way of saying, “You’re fired.”
Thursday, February 17th, 2005
More spam:
I don’t like where this is going. Hillbilly Porn? Appalachian Ass Action? There are so few places this could lead… none of which are good.
Tuesday, February 15th, 2005
I got it out and played with it a little for the first time the other night… my friend’s guitar, that is. Yes, armed with a Christmas gift from my laydee, Guitar for Dummies (but not with an amp for an electric guitar–thankfully, in retrospect), I’ve spent the last few nights trying to play chords and get the damn thing into tune. My biggest problem is that it hurts like hell for me to fret with the virgin fingers on my left hand. Still, I think I’ve got the G chord down. I just can’t play anything that required an actual change of chords during the song. |