August 17, 2007: it's actually getting to be less meta-...

C: I just want a job where I can go home at the end of the night and not puke.
HW: Wow, you have such lower expectations than me.

MW: Have you decided yet what you're going to do on your vacation?
H: Woooo!
C: That's it?
M: Just sit in your room and say 'woooooo!'?
H: I'm going to get up at eleven for Star Trek Voyageur, but that's all I've decided.

H: 'I'm walking down a on-way street / Trying to find someone to meet..' that's the kind of lyrics they are.
dad: 'Hope she doesn't have smelly feet...'

TNV: A guy in aikido put on his lost of 'other relevant skills:' "analyzing English literature and lawn-mowing." I was working with him later and he was leaving his groin exposed because neither English essays nor lawn mowers tend to kick you in the crotch when you're not careful.

*C takes candy and giggles*
T: You'd play a good Gollum. Anyway...

C: Why do I own so much stuff?!?!
T: Because you find safety in inanimate objects.
C: True...
T: Because they don't bite back or suddenly tell you 'I love you.'

C: "The difference between erotic and kinky is like the difference between using a feather and using the whole chicken." Terry Pratchett.
T: (laughs) 'The difference between erotic and kinky is big enough to crawl into and read Proust.'

T: There's a Russian saying: There are three things you can watch forever: fire, running water, and someone working. So the optimal event for watching would be firefighting?
C: I like watching firefighting. Maybe because of the fire. But you couldn't watch running water forever, though. You'd have to pee.

T: It was in the Citizen.
C: I don't read newspapers. They involve reality.
T: OK. Your assignment: When living alone in Montreal: read newspapers!!!

T: You need sleep. Tell loverboy, Mrs. Bradley: "Horns, ...
C: Ok, don't start channelling Mrs. Bradley; that's too scary.
T: "Horns, I want you to lead a nun-like existence. After the concert you can do whatever you like with your lips."

C: It's (a dress) institutional pink! You could dress up as the Lisgar bathroom!
T: For a Hallowe'en party! 'Hi, I'm the Lisgar bathroom!'

T: I'm trying to convince myself that I have a deep need for a pair of bright shiny orange evening gloves. It's somehow not working. I'm quite perplexed as to why not.

overheard stranger: I just don't feel comfortable at the salon I'm working at, because I'm not an extreme alcoholic.

T: Those are so dominatrix shoes.

T: You know, you could seriously outfit a dominatrix here.

T: You know, I was thinking about dominatrixes when you were holding that up.
C: The bunny?
T: It is kind of disconcerting to see a bunny when you're thinking about dominatrixes.
C: OH. I thought you meant because of the bunny. I was like, wow, T, you have a weird relationship with your rabbits...
T: Not that weird, thank you...you know, Facebook is going to think I'm a weirdo...well, when you see black patent leather gloves and black patent leather shoes...
C: Oh, don't try to justify yourself; we all know you're kinky.
T: 'The gap between erotic and kinky is big enough to crawl into and read Proulst.'

discussing N's stories.
T: So who hit him over the head as a child?
C: I don't know. But I've been helping with that lately.
T: So you like it rough, do you?
*C smacks T over head with (ever-useful) notebook*
T: Ok, I've finally gotten you to the point where you hit me...you bring me into a store with black leather gloves; I can't help the semantic priming!! ... I was asking for it.
C: Clearly you have secret masochistic tendencies as well.
T: I have not. I have tested them out and I have not.
C: Really? You've tested them out? Do tell.
T: I won't.
C: But I want to hear! And post it on Facebook!!
T: Which is why I'm not telling.
C:..Does this have something to do with aikido?
T: Yes...I have gradually come to the conclusion how the body works... Although I have been quoted in aikido as saying 'can I just give the safety word now?'

T: Anyway, see you, and I'll keep an eye on Facebook. 'C tagged me on a note on Facebook about sado-masochism, and it's actually getting to be less meta-...'

M: That guy has a good 6-pack. Sexy Anubis, man.

M: I wish whenever I spoke about anything important, lightning would flash.
H: That could be your superpower!
M: That's so not useful.
H: Yeah, well, I create musicals....

movie/imhotep: our love will be fulfilled, whatever, blah...
H: Couldn't they make him, like, good-looking first?
M: H's shallow; she doesn't like dessicated corpses.

C: Did I ever invite you to join that?
N: You wouldn't let me.
C: Really?! Why? That was mean.
N: I think it was because I don't really drink coffee.
C: Ahhh...That makes sense. Going against one of the major tenants of the religion...the whole heresy thing...
N: Although I do drink tea.
C: So, caffeine then....Perhaps you could be like a sect, should the religion develop further...You could be like the Protestants!!!

Clint Eastwoods wap wap wap mindrays of sexiness

Br: Do you bring veggie dogs and veggie burgers everywhere you go?
N: Why? Because I have them everytime I'm here?

B: I was in psychology, but I thought I would end up doing something depressing. I wanted to help people; I was going to be a clinical psychologist. I realized the people I would be seeing over and over again would be the ones I wasn't helping. And that would be depressing. So then I switched to environmental studies, and I found about this thing called global warming...

H: Maybe his grandmother was Italian. If your grandmother is something, it always shows.

H: Do you eat eggs?
N: No.
H: Do you eat chicken?
N: No. Because the chicken grow into the egg.
C: What?!?

N: We paint the walls more frequently than rabbits mate.

C: I have no secrets. I need to get an interesting double life or something. A superhero identity!
N: Stripperella?
C: Something rather different than that.
N: Bookkeeperella?