Q: I think she's hilarious. Not intentionally...
D3: has she worn her leather pant suit yet?
Q: No. She's worn her high-heeled boots...I keep expecting her to break into the Titanic song...Have you ever been to see her in her office? It's like she's holding court.
Q: Well, who would want to get a PhD in cataloguing?
D3: I actually have a friend who wants to get a PhD in cataloguing.
S2: I would love to meet someone who wants to get a PhD in cataloguing. Just once. Just once.
Q: That's one good thing about library science: if you get a PhD in it, you'll get a job, because there's no one to teach it.
J6: I don't think you should get stabbed for having an opinion. Except if you're C.
C: That's mean.
J6: If you had a heart, you'd cry real tears.
S1: I am deathly allergic to cats, though.
C: How do you live? How do you find meaning in your life?
S1: ...I have sex...
P1: I don't know why I say inappropriate things all the time. I say them, and then I realize I've said them, and so I point out I've said them...
C: A form of Tourette's, perhaps?
P1: Sweet! I wish there was a new form and they called it G's disease...
S2: I have a tendency to say that I'm noun-er than Jesus. Like, I'm colder than Jesus or drunker than Jesus. It's just a standard turn of phrase.
P1: 'I'm sexually-transmitted-disease-ridden-er than Jesus'?
S2: Strangely, that's never come up.
M1: yeah, I'm with you there. I have a friend who's doing her Master's in Psychology, so like social research, so I was sending her all these questions...Of course, she's dealing with ducks, not people...well, she was dealing with mating habits...
S8: Duckfuck?...That's scary. I'm never going to see a shrink. It's like "I just want to clarify: your research was with people, right?"...
K1: I'm analyzing P***.
P: Because I'm a tool? You're a bitch.
K1: Your words are like hugs.
P1: It's gone beyond, like 'what's your stripper name?' shit. I'm like don't you people know me?
K1: 'Do you want to add a fairy garden with elves to your profile?'
P: It's like, 'What Disney princess are you?' I'm like, 'the one that's going to kill you!'
K1: 'You can do anything, like Barbie.' Don't you remember the commercials?
C: No. We had a mute button.
P1: The hierarchy goes like this: God-Superman-Librarians-Do
K1: My cat's at the top...
P1: Do you ever sit on the metro and look at the signs and wonder what letters you can take out to spell dirty words?...if you take an 'l' out of 'Peel' it says 'pee.' And 'Atwater' can spell 'twat.'
(WorldofWarcraft)
K1; I've only ever heard the words.
P1: I've never played it.
L: I think it means you're obese if you play it.
K1: My friends used to call me 'Porky McGrits.'
P1: Why?
K1: We had a band called 'Pork & the Grits'(?) We also had a band called 'White Bread and the Oreo Cookie Centre.' (?)
P1: My face hurts..
C: There is nothing in the world that can make the allocation of funds between departments interesting.
P1: Yeah. I wouldn't think so. Unless it were conveyed in porn form. As in, it's interesting they decided to do that....
C: I'm not sure 'interesting' is the right word.
P: It might have a better plot.
C: Plot? They have a plot?
P1: Its funny, 'cause the thing is, in Acadian, 'plot' is slang for vagina...another of those words that sound like they mean something in the other language, but boy do they mean something different.
P1: Everyone thought George Bush said something really stupid, but it's true. I hate his freedoms too. I hate his freedom to bomb the shit out of people...
P1: You're looking down your shirt?
C: It looked sparkly for a second. I don't know.
P1: ...Your boobs don't glow, ok?!
P!: CT totally turned me on to information visualization.
C: I'm glad you continued that sentence.
S1: Yeah, I thought you were going somewhere else entirely.
P: CT gave me a huge boner...for information visualization...
P1: The problem is not the zen garden, the problem is you!
S1: You have poor raking skills.
P1: It's not how you rake, it's the act of raking...You're like, 'the glass is half empty and it's full of cyanide.' Instead, you should be like, 'the glass is half full and full of cyanide, want some water?' There's always a silver lining. Or a lead lining. Then you'd be impotent.
C: I believe the term is sterile.
P1: I believe the term is barren. Like a wasteland.
S1: She made us write stream-of-consciousness essays...
P1: A stream-of-consciousness essay for someone like me would be like "This poem sucks. Vacuum cleaners suck. I want a blow job...Is it really a job? Do people get paid to do this? Some people do. Would I accept money for this?..."
S1: Have you ever read Harriet the Spy?...because you remind me of Harriet the spy. Except more dirty. Harriet the spy did not write things as risque.
P1: Harriet the spy didn't have a friend like me.
P1: What woman would be threatened by a guy's blow-up doll? Might be weirded out, like, 'can't you just jack off like a normal person?'
S1: Might be if it were a sheep.
P1: Or a baby...
Celine: 'you can't just change the culture of an organization...'
C: You can in cults!
Q: That's because they kill themselves.
C: L. Ron. Hubbard. He changed the culture...
Q: Shut up and drink your KoolAid.
P1: Maybe this is why you guys are stressed out and I'm not: because I'm blissfully unaware of my impending academic doom.
R1: I don't think there are any knowledge management fantasies. "I'm going to manage your knowledge..."
S1: The primary problem is my poor beer management skills..
C: The primary problem is that we're talking about management and we're not in Management class!
V: Oh, you're going to go all Carrie on us....she does look a little like Sissy Spacek.
S8: Oh yeah, she does....In the nicest possible way.
V: I wish that cute waiter was working tonight. This slim brown one with lustrous hair...I would mount him in a moment.
V: My dad took me to an Ani DiFranco show when I was fourteen. It was him and a sea of lesbians...
S8: My mum is actually the most foul-mouthed person I've ever met in my life, but the most foul-mouthed in Northern Reflection clothing...
J3: I was afraid to swear around my parents, because I didn't think they knew about swear words. I didn't want them to pick up on it.
V: I always wanted to be the girl in this song!
Q: What?
V: The girl who tears down someone's self-esteem until they have to write a song about it...
V: It just infuriates me. You want it that way? You want it what way?! What does that mean?!?
S8: The drummer doesn't have arms, that makes him automatically amazing!
S2: He has one.
V: My grandmother's favourite thing to say to me was "Jezebel! Harlot!" ... she lived with us for two years after she hurt her hip. It's a good thing she couldn't get upstairs. "Harlot!"
S2: I remember through the haze of alcohol that you were recording things for posterity that probably shouldn't be recorded.
J6: All I remember is that I didn't eat that day and I had a lot of alcohol and I don't think that worked out for me.
S2: *sigh* And the pen keeps going.
C: Always. it's like the Energizer bunny.
(y'all)
S2: ...once I went to school in New Orleans and heard my professors say it...
J3: It's acceptable, if it's scholarly.
P1: Oh god, this title makes me want to cry. Usability beyond the website: an empirically-grounded e-commerce evaluative refinement for the total customer experience.'
P1: Do you know what keeps me sane? The thought...
C: You're sane?
P1: I like to think so. The fact that in six weeks I won't be here anymore.
P1: Once a friend and I were walking down the hallway and there was this map of Paris and we both turned to it and pointed and said "I peed on that street corner." and then we just looked at each other and kept walking...it wasn't the same street corner...
C: It's not a logical way to approach nourishment.
P1: Or sexuality.
M1: yeah, I'm with you there. I have a friend who's doing her Master's in Psychology, so like social research, so I was sending her all these questions...Of course, she's dealing with ducks, not people...well, she was dealing with mating habits...
S8: Duckfuck?...That's scary. I'm never going to see a shrink. It's like "I just want to clarify: your research was with people, right?"...
K1: I'm analyzing P***.
P: Because I'm a tool? You're a bitch.
K1: Your words are like hugs.
P1: It's gone beyond, like 'what's your stripper name?' shit. I'm like don't you people know me?
K1: 'Do you want to add a fairy garden with elves to your profile?'
P: It's like, 'What Disney princess are you?' I'm like, 'the one that's going to kill you!'
K1: 'You can do anything, like Barbie.' Don't you remember the commercials?
C: No. We had a mute button.
P1: The hierarchy goes like this: God-Superman-Librarians-Do
K1: My cat's at the top...
P1: Do you ever sit on the metro and look at the signs and wonder what letters you can take out to spell dirty words?...if you take an 'l' out of 'Peel' it says 'pee.' And 'Atwater' can spell 'twat.'
(WorldofWarcraft)
K1; I've only ever heard the words.
P1: I've never played it.
L: I think it means you're obese if you play it.
K1: My friends used to call me 'Porky McGrits.'
P1: Why?
K1: We had a band called 'Pork & the Grits'(?) We also had a band called 'White Bread and the Oreo Cookie Centre.' (?)
P1: My face hurts..
C: There is nothing in the world that can make the allocation of funds between departments interesting.
P1: Yeah. I wouldn't think so. Unless it were conveyed in porn form. As in, it's interesting they decided to do that....
C: I'm not sure 'interesting' is the right word.
P: It might have a better plot.
C: Plot? They have a plot?
P1: Its funny, 'cause the thing is, in Acadian, 'plot' is slang for vagina...another of those words that sound like they mean something in the other language, but boy do they mean something different.
P1: Everyone thought George Bush said something really stupid, but it's true. I hate his freedoms too. I hate his freedom to bomb the shit out of people...
P1: You're looking down your shirt?
C: It looked sparkly for a second. I don't know.
P1: ...Your boobs don't glow, ok?!
P!: CT totally turned me on to information visualization.
C: I'm glad you continued that sentence.
S1: Yeah, I thought you were going somewhere else entirely.
P: CT gave me a huge boner...for information visualization...
P1: The problem is not the zen garden, the problem is you!
S1: You have poor raking skills.
P1: It's not how you rake, it's the act of raking...You're like, 'the glass is half empty and it's full of cyanide.' Instead, you should be like, 'the glass is half full and full of cyanide, want some water?' There's always a silver lining. Or a lead lining. Then you'd be impotent.
C: I believe the term is sterile.
P1: I believe the term is barren. Like a wasteland.
S1: She made us write stream-of-consciousness essays...
P1: A stream-of-consciousness essay for someone like me would be like "This poem sucks. Vacuum cleaners suck. I want a blow job...Is it really a job? Do people get paid to do this? Some people do. Would I accept money for this?..."
S1: Have you ever read Harriet the Spy?...because you remind me of Harriet the spy. Except more dirty. Harriet the spy did not write things as risque.
P1: Harriet the spy didn't have a friend like me.
P1: What woman would be threatened by a guy's blow-up doll? Might be weirded out, like, 'can't you just jack off like a normal person?'
S1: Might be if it were a sheep.
P1: Or a baby...
Celine: 'you can't just change the culture of an organization...'
C: You can in cults!
Q: That's because they kill themselves.
C: L. Ron. Hubbard. He changed the culture...
Q: Shut up and drink your KoolAid.
P1: Maybe this is why you guys are stressed out and I'm not: because I'm blissfully unaware of my impending academic doom.
R1: I don't think there are any knowledge management fantasies. "I'm going to manage your knowledge..."
S1: The primary problem is my poor beer management skills..
C: The primary problem is that we're talking about management and we're not in Management class!
V: Oh, you're going to go all Carrie on us....she does look a little like Sissy Spacek.
S8: Oh yeah, she does....In the nicest possible way.
V: I wish that cute waiter was working tonight. This slim brown one with lustrous hair...I would mount him in a moment.
V: My dad took me to an Ani DiFranco show when I was fourteen. It was him and a sea of lesbians...
S8: My mum is actually the most foul-mouthed person I've ever met in my life, but the most foul-mouthed in Northern Reflection clothing...
J3: I was afraid to swear around my parents, because I didn't think they knew about swear words. I didn't want them to pick up on it.
V: I always wanted to be the girl in this song!
Q: What?
V: The girl who tears down someone's self-esteem until they have to write a song about it...
V: It just infuriates me. You want it that way? You want it what way?! What does that mean?!?
S8: The drummer doesn't have arms, that makes him automatically amazing!
S2: He has one.
V: My grandmother's favourite thing to say to me was "Jezebel! Harlot!" ... she lived with us for two years after she hurt her hip. It's a good thing she couldn't get upstairs. "Harlot!"
S2: I remember through the haze of alcohol that you were recording things for posterity that probably shouldn't be recorded.
J6: All I remember is that I didn't eat that day and I had a lot of alcohol and I don't think that worked out for me.
S2: *sigh* And the pen keeps going.
C: Always. it's like the Energizer bunny.
(y'all)
S2: ...once I went to school in New Orleans and heard my professors say it...
J3: It's acceptable, if it's scholarly.
P1: Oh god, this title makes me want to cry. Usability beyond the website: an empirically-grounded e-commerce evaluative refinement for the total customer experience.'
P1: Do you know what keeps me sane? The thought...
C: You're sane?
P1: I like to think so. The fact that in six weeks I won't be here anymore.
P1: Once a friend and I were walking down the hallway and there was this map of Paris and we both turned to it and pointed and said "I peed on that street corner." and then we just looked at each other and kept walking...it wasn't the same street corner...
C: It's not a logical way to approach nourishment.
P1: Or sexuality.
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