WW and bed.
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out_thereTomorrow, I'm going to write. I'll attempt to kick the butt of the impossible WW fic, but if I can't, I'll finish off the Sam/Josh fic.
Okay, one of my favourite Sam quotes:
Bartlet: Does anyone know what the word aculculia means?
Sam: It's an inability to perform arithmetic functions. I'm sorry, Mr. President, you wanted to answer your own question didn't you?
*sniggers* Both of them are such word geeks. It's cute.
And every time the fanfare around Bartlett starts to bug me, I should remember the following quote, and why everyone loves him so:
Bartlet: I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an "abomination!"
Jacobs: I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.
Bartlet: Yes it does. Leviticus!
Jacobs: 18:22.
Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I had you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My chief of staff, Leo McGarry, insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important, because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town. Touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing. While you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building when the president stands, nobody sits.
ETA: And, I'm going to cut my nails tomorrow, so I can type without quite as many typos.
ETA2: Since I'm sharing quotes, and this is one of my faves:
Sam: I'm less visually observant than others, but I make up for it.
Emily: How?
Sam: With cunning and guile.
Okay, one of my favourite Sam quotes:
Bartlet: Does anyone know what the word aculculia means?
Sam: It's an inability to perform arithmetic functions. I'm sorry, Mr. President, you wanted to answer your own question didn't you?
*sniggers* Both of them are such word geeks. It's cute.
And every time the fanfare around Bartlett starts to bug me, I should remember the following quote, and why everyone loves him so:
Bartlet: I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an "abomination!"
Jacobs: I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.
Bartlet: Yes it does. Leviticus!
Jacobs: 18:22.
Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I had you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My chief of staff, Leo McGarry, insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important, because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town. Touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? One last thing. While you may be mistaking this for your monthly meeting of the Ignorant Tight-Ass Club, in this building when the president stands, nobody sits.
ETA: And, I'm going to cut my nails tomorrow, so I can type without quite as many typos.
ETA2: Since I'm sharing quotes, and this is one of my faves:
Sam: I'm less visually observant than others, but I make up for it.
Emily: How?
Sam: With cunning and guile.
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Date: 2003-07-18 07:58 pm (UTC)Maybe it's just a case of it takes me a while to warm up to his character.
*nods* Yeah, 2 Cathedrals rocked! As do a lot of his off-the-cuff speeches...