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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 knew what kind of a track record ABC had, and I let myself be seduced anyway. More fool me.
And ABC is a bunch of hypocrites -- remember they wouldn't run the commercial for the UCC that had a reference to (gasp!) homosexuality, but they (ABC) said they weren't running it because they don't run ads from religious groups.
Except now they're running an ad from Focus on the Family.
Weenies.
Which means curdled milk output and zits.
It's so wierd to say, "I remember that" and Em's just a bit over 5 months. It's amazing how a) time flies and b) they change so quickly. I mean, she still spits up, but not with the full body lurch that it used to be.
You know those three things that I had to do before I could go home?
Done.
Friday. AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
I have a fever. Interesting. l seem to have no idea what feverish feels like. But nurse says fever.
Go, Hec! I'm just reading about interrogations. Which is funny because I have got so many tells, in my own life. As a criminal, all I would have going is unlikeliness.
Does she say WHY ypu have a fever, Fainty?
I have a fever. Interesting. l seem to have no idea what feverish feels like. But nurse says fever.
I never experience fevers as an obvious temperature wrongness. I just tend to feel woozy and wobbly, o Fainting One.
I have a fever. Interesting. l seem to have no idea what feverish feels like. But nurse says fever.How much of a fever, ita? Is they think that's why you fainted?
If it's low-grade, ita, you might not feel it too much.
There's a gas station a block and a half away from my house. I walked down there to get gas for the mower today. In the alley, an older man in a huge pick-up truck asked me if I was headed there to get gas.
Um, yeah. Carrying a GAS CAN, so headed to the gas station. Then he says, "Hop in, I'm going right by there."
Dude, it's 2005. I live in a city of a million people. I don't know you. Sure, I'll jump right into your giant black truck, Mr. Serial Killer, Sir. What. Ev. Er.
Aw. Poor guy was trying to be helpful before the serial killing, Cashmere. That's so rare these days.