ita, I thought this post on a friend's livejournal might cheer you a bit.
You're doing good things for hand lovers everywhere.
Angel: He is dead. Technically, he's undead. It's a zombie. Connor: What's a zombie? Angel: It's an undead thing. Connor: Like you? Angel: No, zombies are slow-moving, dimwitted things that crave human flesh. Connor: Like you. Angel: No! It's different. Trust me.
'Destiny'
Natter 42, the Universe, and Everything
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Karl - Jan 18, 2006 8:00:47 pm PST #1278 of 10002
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.
Kristen - Jan 18, 2006 8:56:05 pm PST #1279 of 10002
the Infangelina
That is so wrong. And yet? Hilarious.
aurelia - Jan 18, 2006 8:56:41 pm PST #1280 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
BossOfYou abbreviated is BOY.
Yes, but I'd be more inclined to shorten it to Boss.
I don't remember if there was anything else I was going to comment on. Oh... If I could, I'd wish ita's headaches away and then the other issues could be more easily resolved. Alas, if I have that power I haven't yet figured out how to use it.
Today was a much easier day than I was expecting. Tomorrow, however, promises challenges that I have no way of preparing for.
Lee - Jan 18, 2006 8:59:56 pm PST #1281 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Good luck tomorrow, Aurelia.
How are the kitties?
aurelia - Jan 18, 2006 9:05:32 pm PST #1282 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
They are winding down from an hour of very noisy romping. I feel kind bad for my downstairs neighbor. Rosie is still hiding in the mornings (in a place I still haven't found) but she's always out and about when I come home so I guess it's okay. Gilda seems to like sleeping on my legs.
Lee - Jan 18, 2006 9:06:44 pm PST #1283 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Awww. How is Rosie's respiratory thing?
aurelia - Jan 18, 2006 9:23:29 pm PST #1284 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Seems okay. I haven't heard any more cough/sneezing. And she's been racing around like a maniac, so she must feel fine.
Lee - Jan 18, 2006 9:24:08 pm PST #1285 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Yay.
Cass - Jan 18, 2006 9:28:34 pm PST #1286 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Seems okay. I haven't heard any more cough/sneezing. And she's been racing around like a maniac, so she must feel fine.That is good news. Well the feeling better, the racing is just amusing to me.
Kittenish hides at the top of the closet behind my sweaters on a shelf. Frickin' feline Houdini...
aurelia - Jan 18, 2006 9:35:07 pm PST #1287 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
The closets have been closed. No entry possible unless she's doing a Flat Stanley impression.
They are really good at destroying their fuzzy toys. Feathers aren't doing too well either. And it's become part of my morning routine to walk thru the living room picking up penguins that have been knocked off various shelves.
Now they're thumping around in the tub. It's very funny when I'm not trying to sleep.