Tara ,'Empty Places'
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.
I got on the loudspeaker to wish myself a happy secretary's day and SIGH that I am THE ONLY ONE who hasn't received flowers.
You are awesome. Do people not think you're a secretary? (I know I've worked in places where there were jobs that seemed kind of in-between, and we weren't sure if the person would be offended by being included in Secretary's Day.)
New here and de-lurking for a little help... Missed the last 5 minutes of Gilmore Girls last night. The last thing I saw was Lor walking into Anna's shop. Can anyone help me out with a bit of "white font" info before I go nuts?
My mother? Can't even call that guy on the Sopranos Big Pussy. It wasn't hard for me though because even the kids were like "Hi, Uncle Pussy." But it is hard for me to say without talking about him or you know "Quit being such a..." Which I realize is quite diminishing, pudenda-wise.
Hi, Nola.
Speaking of whitefont, you should whitefont out the details of the last thing you saw (eta: never mind. I did it for you). Basically, Lorelai heard Anna say much of what she herself had practiced, about keeping adults that might be temporary out her kids life--that Luke was still on probation, so his *fiancée* was way too indefinite to be a part of April's life. Lorelai tried to defend herself a little, but then acquiesced and left. I think that was it--that there wasn't any Rory appearance after that point.
PUDENDA!
I KNEW there was a term I was forgetting! Thanks, Erika!
It's not very mellifluous, but hey...
DOES THE DANCE OF PUDENDA JOY
I think this calls for a cry of VAGINA BOJANGLER.
Mister Kitty update: not much really. They xrayed him. His pancreas were "fuzzy." Which means ultrasound. And since that will hurt (he already hurts) this means anesthesia. worryworryworry. They've got him on iv fluids and nutrition and pain meds. He's still not eating as of 2 pm. He was soooo lodgy when I took him in. Which is what prompted me to burst into tears and run out of the vets' office. I didn't think to look at the cost estimate I signed until later.
I want my old gentleman hornball attention slut back.
Oh, poor Mr. Kitty.
I hope your pussy feels better soon...
(Dude, SORRY. But I really had to.)
Oh man, sara. Poor you guys!
The whole reclaiming "vagina" thing really did the world a disservice, accuracy-wise.
I think this calls for a cry of VAGINA BOJANGLER.
Or... PUDENDA PRECLUDER.