yea...it's kinda like that...

Muppet Show - Bunsen & Beaker
by enahpet

ok, last one...i laughed so hard

Michael Scott: I lost Ed Truck... and it feels like somebody took my heart and dropped it into a bucket of boiling tears... and at the same time, somebody else is hitting my soul in the crotch with a frozen sledgehammer... and then a third guy walks in and starts punching me in the grief bone... and I'm crying, and nobody can hear me, because I'm terribly, terribly... terribly alone.

The Office

Dwight Schrute: "In the wild, there is no health care. In the wild, health care is, 'Ow, I hurt my leg. I can't run. A lion eats me. I'm dead.' Well, I'm not dead. I'm the lion. You're dead."

Dwight Schrute: "Someone forged medical information, and that's a felony".
Jim Halpert: "OK, Whoa, alright 'cause that's a pretty intense accusation. How do you know that they're fake?"
Dwight Schrute: [reading from a sheet] "Uh, Leprosy, Flesh Eating Bacteria, Hot Dog Fingers, Government Created Killer Nano Robot Infection."

Dwight Schrute: "I have been Michael’s number two guy for about 5 years. And we make a great team. We’re like one of those classic famous teams. He’s like Mozart and I’m like...Mozart's friend. No. I’m like Butch Cassidy and Michael is like...Mozart. You try and hurt Mozart? You’re gonna get a bullet in your head courtesy of Butch Cassidy."

Dwight Schrute: "Security in this office park is a joke. Last year I came to work with my spud-gun in a duffle bag. I sat at my desk all day with a rifle that shoots potatoes at 60 pounds per square inch. Can you imagine if I was deranged?"

Dwight Schrute: And how big do you want this robot?
Michael Scott: Lifesize.
Dwight Schrute: Mmm no. Better make it two-thirds. Easier to stop if it turns on us.
Dwight Schrute: Look. I gave him a 6 foot extension chord so he can't chase us.
Michael Scott: That's perfect.

Dwight Schrute: When my mother was pregnant with me, they did an ultrasound and found she was having twins. When they did another ultrasound a few weeks later, they discovered, that I had resorbed the other fetus. Do I regret this? No, I believe his tissue has made me stronger. I now have the strength of a grown man and a little baby.

Dwight: I don't have a lot of experience with vampires, but I have hunted werewolves. I shot one once, but by the time I got to it, it had turned back into my neighbor's dog.

Dwight: I am faster than 80% of all snakes

Dwight: Don’t you want to earn Schrute bucks?
Stanley: No. In fact, I’ll give you a billion Stanley nickels if you never talk to me again.
Dwight: What’s the ratio of Stanley nickels to Schrute bucks?
Stanley: The same as the ratio of unicorns to leprechauns.

Jim: [picking up a ticket on his desk] What's this?
Dwight: That is a demerit.
Jim: "Jim Halpert, tardiness." Oh, I love it already.
Dwight: You've got to learn, Jim, you're second in command, but that does not put you above the law.
Jim: Oh I understand. And I also have lots of questions. Like what does a demerit mean?
Dwight: Let's put it this way. You do not want to receive three of those.
Jim: Lay it on me.
Dwight: Three demerits, and you'll receive a citation.
Jim: Now that sounds serious.
Dwight: Oh it is serious. Five citations, and you're looking at a violation. Four of those, and you'll receive a verbal warning. Keep it up, and you're looking at a written warning. Two of those, that'll land you in a world of hurt in the form of a disciplinary review, written up by me and placed on the desk of my immediate superior.
Jim: Which would be me.
Dwight: That...is correct.
Jim: Okay, I want a copy on my desk by the end of the day or you will receive a full disadulation.
Dwight: What's a dis...what's that?
Jim: Oh, you don’t want to know.
(Dwight is scared)

Michael: Guys! Beef: it's what's for dinner! Who wants some man meat?
Dwight: I do! I want some man meat!
Jim: Michael, Dwight would like your man meat.
Michael: Well then, my man meat he shall have.

Dwight: I never smile if I can help it. Showing one's teeth is a submission signal in primates. When someone smiles at me, all I see is a chimpanzee begging for its life.

Jim: I'm just saying you can't be sure that it wasn't you.
Dwight: That's ridiculous. Of course it wasn't me.
Jim: [holds up picture] Marijuana is a memory loss drug. So maybe you just don't remember.
Dwight: I would remember.
Jim: How could you, if it just erased your memory?
Dwight: That's not how it works!
Jim: Now, how do you know how it works?
Dwight: Knock it off! OK, now I am interviewing you!
Jim: No, you said that I'd be conducting the interviewing when I walked in here. [raising voice] NOW EXACTLY HOW MUCH POT DID YOU SMOKE?

Dwight: It's a terrible idea.Jim: What is?Dwight: Them in there all together. They stay in there too long, they're gonna get on the same cycle. Wreak havoc on our plumbing.


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best chat ever

ok...just as i wrote what i thought was a decent entry the internet connection failed and this is take 2. I suck at take 2's....mainly because I'm trying to recreate something which never works out too well-just look at Dukes of Hazzard or...Herbie unloaded..., and it sucks because i'm just pissy that I have to redo this.



Basically I came to the conclusion that I had a great chat with a friend tonight. It was like touching in with home base. Suddenly the little things in my life seemed interesting and I had emotion again-laughed, enjoyed hearing her comings and goings. I've decided that everyone needs their details friend. That friend that you can totally pour over the details with, analyze too much with, and expect them to enjoy it and give great reactions all throughout and not get bored with you. Everyone needs this person in their life otherwise...you just end up speaking in generalizations, impersonal summaries, and you aren't excited about life. Just my observation.

I'm just gonna go "curl up and die" for the millionth time

Cinderella Man

Tonight was a good night. Our neighbors came over-husband is from russia. We chatted, ate dinner and i could quickly tell that he would look disbelieving at me if I said anything positive about his homeland. Definitey has some bitter feelings for that land-which, i don't blame him, he got out of there when it was still communistic, but we def. had different experiences there. I grew to love that place and the people and had some of the best, hardest, saddest, funniest times there and nothing is going to change that-not current political conflicts, or their troubled past...I will always have hope for Russia. Say what you want about the crooked leaders and systems, but you don't know the people. I do, and they are strong, brave, and loving people that have been so hurt in the past...so much so that they've had to put up walls, masks, but if you can manage to crack your way in, you have friends for life that would give you everything even when they have nothing to give. I love them and I know that when I hear about the first Russian stake, and the first Russian temple-and I WILL hear about it, I will probably cry like a baby because these people have been held back from the truth for so long.

Just thinking about how I view these people, and my experiences there...sometimes it feels like another life entirely. I wonder if it's all real, if it ever really happened, and the next second it's so vivid and clear like I'm still in it and I'll wake up any moment *6:30* and roll off of my bed onto the floor for morning prayer.
man, it really smarted tonight...normally i'm busy and it's fine, but every now and then it comes back and strong-the desire to go back, get back there somehow but still have the same missionaries there and just jump back into that refiner's fire.
I don't think I'll ever be able to look back on my time there without having to hold back from getting emotional for the rest of my life...it just means too much to be stoic.

oh yea, haha, and I watched cinderella man-as always, great movie. I LOVE the relationship between him and his wife.

check out curl up and die with you on my playlist by relient k-just randomly found it and have fallen in love with it.

"Meg's gravy is famous. It's practically a food group. "

"He's gonna rue the day he came up against The Extreme, baby. Bill, I'm talkin' imminent rueage"

Melissa: Why do you call him the extreme.
Dusty: Because Bill *is* the extreme. There was one time, he has a bottle of Jack Daniels, he was butt naked.
Bill: I was not naked, I was "not naked".
Dusty: He walks up to the twister, and says 'have a drink' he throws the bottle and the twister sucks it up and never touches the ground.
Bill: [to Melissa] Honey, these are a tissue of lies. There was another Bill, an evil Bill and I killed him.

way cool video of tornadoes:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVppfnXtPZ4