That's rough, Susan. It's not your duty to open your door to anyone who knowcks on it, though.

If it makes you feel better, my mother and I used to hide from the Jehovah's Witnesses whenever they were in the neighborhood. I can see her now, sitting on the floor in the kitchen below the window so the missionaries wouldn't know we were home...

Asking a medical professional to do it is basically asking them to forfeit their license to practice and perhaps face prison time.

I thought so, but I didn't want to guess. Thanks for confirming that for me.

Yes, I have!(To get laid, because I'm so smart I'm stupid...didn't work) But I know all about the AFR! Too bad my French is all "coq au vin" and "Voulez vous coucher avec moi?"

Don't open your door if you don't know who's on the other side, okay?

Woman in San Francisco got her head beat in with a paint can by a schizophrenic homeless guy last year. He knocked on her door. She opened it up. Don't do that.

Susan, you are totally right not to open to door. I have a peep hole in this apartment, but I am too short to see out of it.

It's an adverb that means "in a prayerful manner." So the manner in which the family was excited was in a prayerful manner

But that still leaves us with prayerful defining prayerful

Well, "full of prayer"; or, following the examples of pitifully, "causing prayer," or hopefully, "deleting prayerfully and sticking a '[subject] pray[s]' onto the beginning of the sentence."

So then they were excited in a manner that was full of prayer, which makes as much sense as they were excited in a manner that was full of poetry.

OK, feeling justified now. It's just that my fear/revulsion reaction in cases like this makes me feel like a bad Christian and a bad liberal simultaneously, which takes some doing.

I guess I should enjoy the rare lack of tension between my religion and my politics....

Yes, I have!(To get laid, because I'm so smart I'm stupid...didn't work) But I know all about the AFR! Too bad my French is all "coq au vin" and "Voulez vous coucher avec moi?"

You can do the ominous squeak, I'm sure, even without the French.

Some of them chose to stop eating to shorten their suffering. Hard for me to imagine, but it makes me think that it might be harder for those of us left behind to see the wasting away than for the one who is doing the dying.

Um, yeah. Watched Robin basically waste away (actually, he chose to eat in order to hasten his death. Human body is a weird fucking place, yo). Well, and become a raving madman who had to be on some serious psychotropics. I have definite opinions on the Schiavo case, and they're not kind to her parents.

Sorry, not quite coherent.

Yes, Susan. Don't open the door for the scary dude.

"Voulez vous coucher avec moi?"

That may be all the French you need, erika.