You're so sweet. Thank you.
Haven't you killed me enough for one day?
Mal ,'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 12:50:23 pm PST #2813 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Steph L. - Nov 04, 2005 12:50:55 pm PST #2814 of 10003
I look more rad than Lutheranism
However, it's Mellow City.
But is it as nice as Le Isle du Percocet?
Nothing beats Morphinetown.
Oh, dear lord. I took valium and then drank on top of it, many, many years ago. I'm so glad that I didn't turn out like KAQ.
Like I said, I don't recommend Ativan + booze.
sj - Nov 04, 2005 12:51:47 pm PST #2815 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I wanted to thank everyone for the stocking links the other day. I ended up ordering this santa one. I am really looking forward to this holiday season, even with the job in retail!
Connie Neil - Nov 04, 2005 12:53:44 pm PST #2816 of 10003
brillig
Plus the occasional penny shoved up the nose as a child.
Snerk.
MRIs can be scary, because the machines are noisy and off in a room by themselves while doctors watch through a window (I say this so you won't be surprised). Hubby's had MRIs and cat scans and all sorts of scans. I got to watch the scan that showed his skeleton on a screen, and I freaked out the technician when I said, "I wonder what his skull looks like." I then corrected it to say, "Not that I'm going to take any measures to look, you know." I felt like Bartleby in "Dogma".
sj - Nov 04, 2005 12:54:03 pm PST #2817 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Joins in the Deena hugging.
Jen - Nov 04, 2005 12:54:40 pm PST #2818 of 10003
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
OTOH, my crazy neighbors next door regularly use both, and they're both still alive (well, one of them attempted suicide, but failed--the connection to combined Ativan and booze is unclear). Still, probably not worth the (significant) risk.
ETA that MRIs can be uncomfortable if you're claustrophobic but otherwise are definitely no big deal. Signed, have had at least 20 so far.
Lee - Nov 04, 2005 12:56:17 pm PST #2819 of 10003
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yay MG!
Juliana, I hope the meltdown helped release some stress. Listen to everyone who says not to worry about the MRI.
juliana - Nov 04, 2005 12:56:25 pm PST #2820 of 10003
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Still, probably not worth the (significant) risk.
Duly noted. Thank you.
It's a good thing I only will have to take it sparingly. (Hopefully)
Deena - Nov 04, 2005 1:02:59 pm PST #2821 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
{{juliana}} I forgot that part. I was thinking it very hard, though. I'm glad your doctor was understanding and I hope they figure out the headaches and make them go away quickly and easily.
{{sj}} Thanks :)
Cass - Nov 04, 2005 1:31:14 pm PST #2822 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
*blush* but YES! I "Exceed Expactations" and had lots of glowing things written about me.Whoot!
Hi! I just had a full-scale meltdown at the doctor's, whee!!Are you having reruns of my life, perchance?
t slides a wine list and drink menu through ethernet
(Yes, I've done it. It's not actually recommended by healthcare professionals, and therefore I will not recommend it. However, it's Mellow City.)This is why I check various combos online sometimes... Sure they don't rec it, but some things are just good together and sometimes the liver just needs to take it like an organ.
Though let's not have anyone accidentally overdosing around here. Combinations should be like having a cookie with your morning coffee, not doing lines of speed to wake up. Still half a Vicodin and a little glass of wine one Christmas Eve with strep was damn near bliss because it stopped feeling like I was swallowing firey razor blades until the antibiotics could kick in overnight.