After the night I’ve had, make mine a decaf.
https://twitter.com/#!/AssangeC/status/171921297952092160
On the upside:
So yeah, validated.
But I’m telling you, for the next little while I don’t need any god damn more surprises. CHEERS!
After the night I’ve had, make mine a decaf.
https://twitter.com/#!/AssangeC/status/171921297952092160
On the upside:
So yeah, validated.
But I’m telling you, for the next little while I don’t need any god damn more surprises. CHEERS!
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love the Cthulhu cup
Me too. God I wish there were an espresso machine in the house!
Are you saving up for one of these?
Nooooooo, Can you imagine what the Deep Ones could do with android octopi? It’d be like John Wyndham’s The Kracken Wakes all over again.
But I bet it could make a tasty espresso beverage, so there is that to think of.
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I caught some of the drama on Twitter, but I couldn’t follow it all, it was too late. Seemed to have got a little warm at some points.
Glad you sorted it out!
Well, I THOUGHT it was sorted, but today it’s really un-sorted and I don’t know why. She’s furious at me and I don’t know what changed between then and now. Oh well, the law of conservation of catastrophe says I’ll probably win the lottery this week now.
I think that explains it – it was TODAY I caught the tail end of and couldn’t follow properly! The above day I missed totally I think! :lol:
Also, I was trying to follow it on a smoke break on my phone – not so easy!!!
Definitely not. The timeline goes: Monday, eruption. I go OMG I FUCKED UP HUGELY, correct the website, tweet using #auspol, #Assange, #Wikileaks hashtags at least twice, taking full responsiblity, Christine says she accepts the apology, I go to sleep. While I’m asleep the editors update the correction to be more complete.
While I sleep, she starts using the word Fabrication to describe what happened. My editor corrects her. They go back and forth. I wake up and go OMG WE PUT THAT FIRE OUT ALREADY DIDN’T WE? and try to calm things down. She stops using the F word at least.
I go to sleep.
I wake up, find out she’s REALLY angry with me now (what did I do? I was alseep?). That about brings us up to date.