I had a glass of white wine with dinner, and now I am slightly hivey. This makes me sad.
Fred: The size and depth of the wound indicate a female vampire. Harmony: Or gay! Fred: Um…it doesn't really work like that.
'Harm's Way'
Natter 40: The Nice One
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.
Lee - Nov 04, 2005 9:45:21 pm PST #1438 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Cass - Nov 04, 2005 9:46:05 pm PST #1439 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I was actually thinking jeans and a decent top. So not completely crappy, but not all dolled up.Add cute shoes and you are suddenly as glamorous as you need to be for any shower.
Is there any hope for my sleep patterns?Sure. But likely not tonight without medicinal aid and interference.
Cass - Nov 04, 2005 9:52:33 pm PST #1440 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I had a glass of white wine with dinner, and now I am slightly hivey. This makes me sad.I had a glass of red wine with dinner, half an Ambien after dinner, and now I am slightly tachycardiac. This makes me blame the stupid way too grossly sweet eclair *and* makes me mad at the school that suckered me into buying them. I even took off the chocolate, which is heresy to me, but it had to be done.
Also, aurora picture is shiny!
§ ita § - Nov 04, 2005 9:55:34 pm PST #1441 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
But likely not tonight without medicinal aid and interference.
Deus ex migraina. Since I've already had my daily dose of triptans, and I'm at the instantaneous world-wobbling stage, it means flexoril. That'll mean a horrible hangover in the morning, but there won't be a morning if I don't take the pill now, and I should be knackered in short enough time.
I hate my medicine cabinet. I hate having engendered it.
Lee - Nov 04, 2005 10:13:27 pm PST #1442 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I hope you get some rest, ita, and don't feel too horrible in the morning.
§ ita § - Nov 04, 2005 10:17:41 pm PST #1443 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Thanks, Perkins.
Did I mention my father comes into town tomorrow? Probably not, because I have yet to do things like tidy up or buy sheets for the single bed.
Lee - Nov 04, 2005 10:19:40 pm PST #1444 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
No, you didn't. I hope you have a good visit. Try not to faint.
Cass - Nov 04, 2005 10:20:59 pm PST #1445 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
it means flexoril. That'll mean a horrible hangover in the morning, but there won't be a morning if I don't take the pill now, and I should be knackered in short enough time.It's all about the painful choices. I hope yours gives you the best day possible tomorrow.
§ ita § - Nov 04, 2005 10:23:53 pm PST #1446 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I WANT UNPAINFUL CHOICES! I WANT CANDYLAND CHOICES! I WANT CHOICES OF THE CUTE!
Speaking of cute ... ER! Dude!
Lee - Nov 04, 2005 10:36:00 pm PST #1447 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Uh oh. ita just broke out the Candyland asscaps.
You should have let Lori and Aurelia weeble-ize you.
What was cute on ER?