What do you get when you cross a healthy dose of paranoid anxiety with panentheistic solipsism, throw in a fake doctorate, encyclopedic knowledge of Robert Heinlein & a Masters of Mixology, add a dash of Discordian Hindu mysticism, give the result an addiction to the printed word in all its forms, and then employ it answering phones?
So, Parce got another continuance, and it looks like the whole thing is gonna get thrown out. Unfortunately, Parce is now too busy to sit online and talk to us. Cause she thinks she's too cool for us. Bitch.
posted by Pope Lizbet @ 8:25 AM
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I saw your subject heading and was all "We on the grind in...Georgia/All the time in...Georgia..."
I am not too cool, just too not-having-as-cool-a-job-as-you. Happy?
Thanks for posting the update. I'll do a proper long one tonight, after I see you.
Congrats! Glad to hear that everything's going to be all right! : )
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