what's a dis...what's that?

Guess who, bitches?!

Okay, I won't make you guess. It's the Livejournaler formerly known as morallygray. My winnings from feetwantout arrived so I bought myself a rename token. I had other unused gift certificates as well, so I paid very little for this, lol.

For those of you who don't recognize my journal name, here's a little reminder:

Jim: [Dwight hands Jim a piece of paper] Oh, what's this?
Dwight: That is a demerit.
Jim: [reads demerit] "Jim Halpert, tardiness." Ugh. I love it already.
Dwight: You've gotta learn, Jim. You are 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: [scoffs] 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: OK, 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.

So, yeah. My journal's a made-up word. Awesome!

Greetings from Bumfuck, btw! I'll be back into the LJ swing of things tomorrow. For now, I've got over-mayo'd potato salad to go fake-love.