lisah, so sorry about your great aunt.
Also, I thought it was because she noticed the handholding and air of intimacy, and was suspicious.
Lorne: Snakes? Uh-huh. And they came out of your what? Okay. Okay, well, did they get up there themselves or is this part of a, you know, a thing? No, I'm not judging...Do we fight snakes? Angel: Only if they're giant. Or demons. Or giant demons. Are they giant demon snakes? Lorne: Well, unless this guy's 30 feet tall, I'm thinking they're of the garden variety.
'Lineage'
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.
Lee - Jan 30, 2006 10:35:55 am PST #3731 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
tommyrot - Jan 30, 2006 10:37:40 am PST #3732 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
This reminds me that I still have the International Museum of Surgical Science on my Places to Go in Chicago list. I've heard it's a fun, if slightly gory, museum to check out.
Oh, that looks like fun too.
katefate - Jan 30, 2006 10:38:52 am PST #3733 of 10002
Frail my heart apart and play me a little Shady Grove
So sorry for your loss, lisah.
I would so go on a gallstone tour led by JZ. It is only right that tommyrot be there.
No poor-me (yet) on the gallstones (might feel different at laparoscopy time). I'm pleased to know what the sporadic and thankfully, infrequent pain is about.
I'm amusing myself with a mental picture of shrift fighting a stubborn Monday with a lit cigarette and an Ipod.
Speaking of mental, last week I had a dream about a guy who was a travel agent and a woman who was a disembodied head searching for missing paperwork. My first thought upon waking was "Together, they fight crime!"
Lee - Jan 30, 2006 10:39:39 am PST #3734 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Woohoo! This evening's plans already included running to FedEx to pick up my Galapagos tickets, and the sandals I ordered from REI for the trip got delivered to the San Carlos store, so I get to run amuck there too.
Kat - Jan 30, 2006 10:40:16 am PST #3735 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
lisah, that's why I wanted to know if she suspects or knows that they had a torrid affair.
le nubian, I read that yesterday. Lori mentioned to me that others have made the same assertion. I guess it makes sense because it was with the move that UPN realized they could go after the same demographic as the WB.
le nubian - Jan 30, 2006 10:40:51 am PST #3736 of 10002
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
I think it would be fitting if Buffy brought down two networks.
Kat - Jan 30, 2006 10:40:57 am PST #3737 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Perkins, when do you leave? I have something for you and if I get super inspired I'll brave the post office and send today. But are you leaving this week or next?
Megan E. - Jan 30, 2006 10:41:38 am PST #3738 of 10002
Little pieces of the WB here, pieces of UPN Everywhere!
Spidra Webster - Jan 30, 2006 10:42:23 am PST #3739 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
My condolences, lisah.
How would you have disposed of it?
Well, given that my main concern was not having to pay $500, I wasn't too concerned. It's not like it was cancerous or anything. I could have disposed of it in the trash like rotten meat. Or I could have had it bottled in formaldehyde and donated it to the nearest high school biology department.
My gallstones were about 5 little marbles. My surgeon showed my polaroids of many other folks' gallbladders with stones and there was exactly the kind of range JZ talks about. the only one that grossed me out was the one that was riddled with something like 20 stones. Gallbladder attacks are some of the most excruciating pain I've yet experienced in life (knock wood) and I got sick thinking what 20 of those little fuckers woulda done to me.
Lee - Jan 30, 2006 10:43:32 am PST #3740 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Perkins, when do you leave? I have something for you and if I get super inspired I'll brave the post office and send today. But are you leaving this week or next?
Not until Next Thursday, the 9th, so there is lots of time. Do you need my address? Also, YAY!