Ack! Not Joan!
I have Patriot's Day off. I'm going to go up to Gloucester with a friend and go around to yarn shoppes and stuff -- should be fun!
Xander: Look who's got a bad case of Dark Prince envy. Dracula: Leave us. Xander: No, we're not going to "Leabbb you." And where'd you get that accent, Sesame Street? "One, Two, Three - three victims! Maw ha ha!"
'Lessons'
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
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.
Theodosia - Apr 18, 2005 3:34:50 am PDT #6540 of 10001
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Jesse - Apr 18, 2005 4:20:16 am PDT #6541 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I need another day off. But no! I should be leaving for work now.
The thing on DH with the son is giving me shades of Nip/Tuck. But I can guarantee it won't be nearly that good. Or bad, depending on how you think of it.
tommyrot - Apr 18, 2005 4:26:07 am PDT #6542 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.
I have Patriot's Day off.
It's no fair that people get off for a holiday that doesn't even show up on my calendar.
Scrappy - Apr 18, 2005 4:35:11 am PDT #6543 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Bountiful Birthday to the B-youtiful Beth and Beej!!!!
sumi - Apr 18, 2005 4:38:21 am PDT #6544 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
Happy Birthday BEEJ and Beth!!
billytea - Apr 18, 2005 4:39:04 am PDT #6545 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
::tries to form a mental image - gives up in confusion::
Well. Maybe it's a soft cheese.
It's no fair that people get off for a holiday that doesn't even show up on my calendar.
t makes note to spend Melbourne Cup Day on the board
DXMachina - Apr 18, 2005 4:39:51 am PDT #6546 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Happiest birthdays to Beth and Beej.
Fred Pete - Apr 18, 2005 4:40:48 am PDT #6547 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Happy Birthdays, Beth and Beej!
Vortex - Apr 18, 2005 4:54:34 am PDT #6548 of 10001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I have such mixed feelings about DH last night. The acting was great, but I just don't like where the characters are going.
The whole situation with Gabrielle and Carlos is uncomfortable. I don't see how you just forget and forgive abuse. I mean, Gabrielle started it with withholding the info about the settlement (and I'm glad that the show closed that little loophole about Gabrielle being able to release the hospital from liability.) She's turning into quite the money grubber
Andrew is reprehensible, but I actually liked Bree a little better. She believes that homosexuality is wrong, but she's worried about her son getting in to heaven, which is sweet. (and BTW, when she said "I'd love you even if you were a murderer, I screamed out 'he IS' ")
Susan was not as annoying as usual. I wanted to bitch slap her mother into next week. How does she not get that springing a double date on her daughter with a man she has never met is cause for annoyance.
Lynette is great, as usual. I liked her speech about obligations, and not having to be friends.
sarameg - Apr 18, 2005 5:03:46 am PDT #6549 of 10001
Things you don't expect at 7:15 am:
- popping your head out of the shower and find yourself at eye level with a mouse exploring the scarves on the shelf above the toilet.
- finding yourself saying " Aw, you're cute. Really adorable. Little mousie snuggled in the scarf hammock. But you don't belong here, so I'm going to let you get eaten. DEVI!"
- still drenched from the shower, holding a very sheddy cat in front of you, pointing her at the mouse in the scarf yelling "See the mousie! DAMNIT. LOOK AT THE GODDAMN MOUSE! Phphphplbbt. MOUSE! Ahhhh!"
-standing on the toilet and dropping the cat when the mouse takes a dive for the floor.
- running around the apartment in the altogether with a plastic bag in hand, chasing the cat slinking rapidly around with a mouse in her mouth bellowing "DEVI. GIVE ME THE MOUSE. GIVE ME THE GODDAMN MOUSE! GIVE ME.....oh shit. YAARG!"
- the cat LOSING the g.d. mouse into the teeny space under the cabinets.
Hopefully it goes somewhere else to die or reports back to the nest the horror of apt 314.
I don't need that kind of excitement in the morning.