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which_chickI have some thoughts.
If you are out wandering around and looking for work along the streets of the local burg, it is not a good idea to do so reeking of liquor. It's worse if you do this and it's not yet nine in the morning. Also, try not to announce that you are homeless when job-seeking. That's not something that employers want to hear.
If you leave one of our apartments with a judgment against you and I think you might ever want to buy something that requires credit, I will record the judgment against you and wait for my ship to come in. (This lesson was most recently learned by ex-tenant S. A., who rented from us several years ago. In the mail today, we got her check for $489 to cover the judgment plus recording fees. :) It's like pennies from heaven, for real.
The guy who does Don Draper on Mad Men? *pant* *pant* My lusting aside, the visual aesthetic of the show is delightful and I am enjoying it (first season at the moment) via bittorrent. So far, I'm finding the raging sexism amusing.
Youbee, please do not bring partially-dead chipmunks into the house. The presence of them in the house upsets me. (The way that this happens is that the door is standing wide open because it's summertime-ish and I like the fresh air. Also the cats like to go outside and inside at will and sometimes they are carrying chipmunks.) In your lingo: Do Not Want!
In considering the Elf Porn Books, which I have been giving more thought than they probably deserve, it came to me (hur, hur) that perhaps I didn't point out how absolutely fantastical they are -- not for the magic or the elves or the endless orgasms during penetrative sex but for the fact that this chickie is banging men with ankle-length hair and NOBODY is ever on ANYBODY ELSE'S HAIR. Ever. Maybe it's different for ankle-length hair but I have waist-length hair and it is difficult to have decently sweaty and enjoyable sex (with my hair down) without someone being inconveniently on my hair at least once. There are fewer problems if I put my hair up, but that (I've been told) isn't as much fun. If I've already mentioned this, forgive me, but it has lately been striking me as the most unrealistic element of the damn books and I felt moved to mention it, possibly again.
If you are out wandering around and looking for work along the streets of the local burg, it is not a good idea to do so reeking of liquor. It's worse if you do this and it's not yet nine in the morning. Also, try not to announce that you are homeless when job-seeking. That's not something that employers want to hear.
If you leave one of our apartments with a judgment against you and I think you might ever want to buy something that requires credit, I will record the judgment against you and wait for my ship to come in. (This lesson was most recently learned by ex-tenant S. A., who rented from us several years ago. In the mail today, we got her check for $489 to cover the judgment plus recording fees. :) It's like pennies from heaven, for real.
The guy who does Don Draper on Mad Men? *pant* *pant* My lusting aside, the visual aesthetic of the show is delightful and I am enjoying it (first season at the moment) via bittorrent. So far, I'm finding the raging sexism amusing.
Youbee, please do not bring partially-dead chipmunks into the house. The presence of them in the house upsets me. (The way that this happens is that the door is standing wide open because it's summertime-ish and I like the fresh air. Also the cats like to go outside and inside at will and sometimes they are carrying chipmunks.) In your lingo: Do Not Want!
In considering the Elf Porn Books, which I have been giving more thought than they probably deserve, it came to me (hur, hur) that perhaps I didn't point out how absolutely fantastical they are -- not for the magic or the elves or the endless orgasms during penetrative sex but for the fact that this chickie is banging men with ankle-length hair and NOBODY is ever on ANYBODY ELSE'S HAIR. Ever. Maybe it's different for ankle-length hair but I have waist-length hair and it is difficult to have decently sweaty and enjoyable sex (with my hair down) without someone being inconveniently on my hair at least once. There are fewer problems if I put my hair up, but that (I've been told) isn't as much fun. If I've already mentioned this, forgive me, but it has lately been striking me as the most unrealistic element of the damn books and I felt moved to mention it, possibly again.
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Date: 2008-08-28 02:39 am (UTC)