But oh man, can Owen lay the guilt...esp. in the "Mr. Pointy" photo. Breaks my heart!
Still, Cash, he'll be fine.
Dawn: I think a date should be in a real fancy restaurant, then champagne at a night club with a floor show, then ballroom dancing. Joyce: Unfortunately, we're not dating in a movie from the thirties.
'Get It Done'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Volans - Mar 18, 2005 5:13:54 am PST #7447 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Lee - Mar 18, 2005 5:13:58 am PST #7448 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Oh, poor Owen, and poor Cashmere. No reason to feel like an idiot though.
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 5:14:56 am PST #7449 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
If it wasn't for Google, I'd never know that I won the Eastman Kodak Award for Cinematography.
Actually, I might have found this out anyway, as I am related to him....
Amy - Mar 18, 2005 5:15:17 am PST #7450 of 10001
Because books.
Oh my god, Cashmere, his eyes are so freakin' expressive. Poor adorable Owen!
But really? Cursing your choice of coffee table is useless. You might as well curse the floor and the side of the fridge door and other doors in the house and the hard corners where the walls meet and...you probably see where I'm going with this.
Volans - Mar 18, 2005 5:17:30 am PST #7451 of 10001
move out and draw fire
And with that, I'm off for a 3-day weekend and teaching my DH how to get to the hospital. Cheers!
Cashmere - Mar 18, 2005 5:17:36 am PST #7452 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
you probably see where I'm going with this
Yup. Hee.
Can't raise 'em in a bubble.
Steph L. - Mar 18, 2005 5:18:11 am PST #7453 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I feel like an idiot.
Cash, even if you had padded your entire house in bubble wrap, Big O. *would* have found the one thing that could give him a boo-boo. It's the way of kids.
I gashed my forehead just like that -- on a coffee table corner -- at age 5. Apparently it seemed really bad (though it turned out to not be; it's just that head wounds bleed so damned much), and we lived in a pretty rural area and were snowed in big time (blizzard of '76). Fortunately, a neighbor was a retired nurse, and she came over, cleaned off my forehead, put a butterfly bandage on it, and that was that. I still have a tiny scar up by my hairline.
My *brother* managed to do a head-first DIVE toward the fireplace hearth -- which was stone, and not covered with a rug or anything. I think he was 6 or 7. And THAT required a trip to the hospital.
Kids attract trauma the way ita attracts kicks to the head.
Cashmere - Mar 18, 2005 5:18:49 am PST #7454 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Have a good weekend, Raquel!
Lyra Jane - Mar 18, 2005 5:22:45 am PST #7455 of 10001
Up with the sun
Cashmere -- there's a chance he'll get a cool scar and talk about it years from now.
I have one of these, in my right eyebrow! It is *very* faint now.
(I also managed to almost amputate my thumb on the sharp edge of an open can at about that age, to no lasting effect at all.)
And if you Google me and use both spellings of my first name and know what you're looking for, I'm in there. But I don't think I could find me if I wasn't me, if that makes sense.
§ ita § - Mar 18, 2005 5:23:10 am PST #7456 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Kids attract trauma the way ita attracts kicks to the head.
You can just say "the way ita attracts trauma." I did the face first dive into the hearth thing too at about age three -- six stitches under the chin. I don't understand people without scars.