(I get the biggest kick out of being able to talk birth now. Me = craxy)
YAY DAWN!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
(I get the biggest kick out of being able to talk birth now. Me = craxy)
YAY DAWN!
I kept telling Mom I didn't want to do this.
That's how you know it's transition.
But did you tell her you didn't want the baby born? I don't THINK so. I didn't necessarily want to be associated with it, but I sure the hell wanted it out of there.
Aimee -- hee!
Whitefont is our friend! Or friend of our friends.
1,840 feet - poor dead cat.
Oh, I'm sorry, ita. Going back to fix.
Whitefont is our friend! Or friend of our friends.
The friend of my friend is my enemy.
Wait, that's not right.
So friend = 1 and enemy = -1.
That way, friend of a friend = friend² = 1 = friend.
Enemy of my enemy = enemy² = 1 = friend.
And enemy of my friend = -1 * 1 = -1 = enemy.
For those who saw Project Greenlight last night, I thought it was very ironic that after complaining last week about John's proposed castging nepotism, the casting director had no problem with going behind everyone's back and sending the studio her friend's audition tape. Granted, her friend was an actress, but I think it was a sneaky way to get what she wanted. If she worked for me, I'd fire her because you can't trust someone like that.
I just read that at the end of the season on Scrubs that someone's leaving. I need details.
I'm loveing tommyrot's mathematical proof.
(if not my own speeling)