Typo boy that sounds like my kind of parade.
warm purrs to Mister Kitty
Everything looks good from here... Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land.' I think we should call it 'your grave!' Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven!
Wash ,'Serenity'
Natter .44 Magnum: Do You Feel Chatty, Punk?
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.
beth b - Apr 29, 2006 8:05:08 pm PDT #4451 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Cass - Apr 29, 2006 10:42:47 pm PDT #4452 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.
The minor characters really popped, and I don't think they detracted from the main narrative or the stars.I liked in the movie as well. And the Sikh moment you mentioned. I have to say I wasn't expecting it and really did laugh.
I hope Mister Kitty eats tonight and that you and he are comforted by the cuddling time, sara.
Theodosia - Apr 30, 2006 1:31:15 am PDT #4453 of 10002
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
I'm all worried about Mr. Kitty, too. It seems very unfair that Chumley has cruised through a six-tooth extraction with very little trouble, while sara's poor little guy is so miserable. I hope the night went good for him, and that being in familar surroundings is going to be the rest of the cure he needs.
Cass - Apr 30, 2006 1:48:24 am PDT #4454 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.
I hope the night went good for him, and that being in familar surroundings is going to be the rest of the cure he needs.Me also. My thoughts are definitely with Mister Kitty and sara right now.
It's so hard when they can't tell us where it hurts.
Lee - Apr 30, 2006 5:40:19 am PDT #4455 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Why is it that I can never remember that I would like to have pancake makings (or really, any breakfasty type food) in the house until Sunday morning?
§ ita § - Apr 30, 2006 5:58:36 am PDT #4456 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Why is it that I can never remember that I would like to have pancake makings (or really, any breakfasty type food) in the house until Sunday morning?
Because you're a flake.
I remembered to defrost the buttermilk just in time. So there will be pancakes shortly. And, for the first time in forever, I have breakfast links too.
Sheryl - Apr 30, 2006 6:01:55 am PDT #4457 of 10002
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Yesterday was fun. G's school won their game(though barely). Afterwards, we went to a party hosted by some folks G knew at school and just after. There we met up with another of G's college friends, who was G's best man. Pretty fun for an event mostly full of people I didn't know.
Lee - Apr 30, 2006 6:04:10 am PDT #4458 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Because you're a flake.
cries
am not.
§ ita § - Apr 30, 2006 6:05:21 am PDT #4459 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
am not.
If only you were a frosted flake, you'd be ahead in the breakfast scenario. But not even that.
Lee - Apr 30, 2006 6:12:24 am PDT #4460 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sigh. I may have to put on outside pants and go to IHOP.