Headdesk

*thump* *thump* *thump* *thump*[1] ... [1] head/desk interface sounds

And as we leave, the shybies immediately complain that, although they would have liked to be in the musical, it was hardly fair that they were forced to perform with no script or rehearsal and without even a passed audition confirming they were fit for the part; in fact, it could have been done deliberately to oppress and humiliate them. Head, desk. Thump. Thump. Thump.

It would still be very fun to do. Sweetie looked at me really funny when I told him about it. He didn't get it either *head-desk, head-desk*

Headdesk. Gillian, Gillian. You don't need another chemistry class; you need to go to charm school.

Apparently the reason I am weirded out by the idea of Mum getting porny with Invisible Ray Who May Not Even Exist is because I am afraid this means I am being replaced. Er, dude, I am her daughter? And he is (possibly, depending on invisibility/existingness) her bloke? Not. The. Same. *headdesk*

berrygirl: *headdesk* um, i don't know, maybe because we have absolutely nothing in common? at ALL?

Hopefully this will save someone else some head-desking; I'll see about writing up a patch for the docs describing this (unless I discover that I've been blind and this is, indeed, documented somewhere). :-D

In no time at all you'll be headdesking just like a dog trainer, wailing at people's misinterpretations of their dogs.

The only reason I am not actually headdesking at him right now is because I have apparently devoted a disproportionate amount of migraine space to him already, and I wouldn't want to have my indignation at fictional characters distributed unfairly, quelle horreur!

She made them tell her everything, then had Ellis re-explain in layman's terms while I sat there mentally headdesking.