You're trying to outgross me from the Cartman thing here? Cause it's working.
Just his tallness, that's all. I'm just grooving on his tallness. And the copious tallness.
Is the freakin tape-delayed race at 3 or 3:30? I need to get to the bar.
LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME, WOMAN!!!!!! AND YOU FREAK OUT OVER A SOUTH PARK REF?!?!?!? YOU'VE TURNED ME INTO A SPORTS FAN! YOU'VE GOTTEN ME HOT FOR ENGINES! THEY'RE GOING TO THROW ME OUT OF NEW YORK AND THE CULTURAL ELIETE!!!!!!!!
ah-hehm. just clearing my throat. no rant in the white font or anything.
In re: Giant Cats Sentinel story -- there is still a (apparently quite active!) Sentinel storyfinders list, if you really wanted to find it.
Also, my grandmother's still around. She was lucid this morning, but has been unconscious most of the day -- though they say that may be because of the morphine drip. So we still don't know anything.
Do you know anything more about what injuries she sustained, Emily?
Probably my grandmother on morphine doesn't really need to be a link to a fanfiction yahoo group.
Thanks, everybody.
ETA: Nope. Still no real details, just "isn't dead yet."
Probably my grandmother on morphine doesn't really need to be a link to a fanfiction yahoo group.
Man, there
is
a fandom for everything.
I hope Susan feels better soon, dw. Otherwise, you may have to call someone up from the minors.
ETA: Nope. Still no real details, just "isn't dead yet."
Oh, I'm so sorry, Emily. On top of it being sad, and scary, having so little information must be frustrating for you.
Cashmere, it's good to read good news about your nephew. How is your sister?