I just finished a book with Pirates. Arrrrrr.
Last night I had dinner with soem fairly wealthy folks. The jewelry this one woman was wearing were ginormous and numerous. They were all charming in their own way and two mentioned how lovely it would be to have a child like me.
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Leary in his usual short-fuse mode as a patient on HOUSE
Oh! The snark! The show would explode.
They should adopt you as a vacation kid, and then send you on swank vacations!
Leary in his usual short-fuse mode as a patient on HOUSE
Have you seen him as a patient in The Secret Lives of Dentists?
sara, I KNOW! they totally should, or you know, just give me stuff. really everyone should.
Teppy, I remember that picture! I remember spoting Willow on one of the magnets of the fridge in the background, even.
Those people should totally adopt you, msbelle. I'm sure you would be a credit to their family.
I need to shower and get moving. I don't wanna!
They should adopt you as a vacation kid, and then send you on swank vacations!
That would be fabulous.
The first online person I met was Elena B. Megan and I went together, in case she was an ax-murderer. It was a little awkward at first, but it worked out fine. Megan thought Elena seemed really normal. It worried her. We learned better later.
Ever since then meeting online people has been much easier. I don't know if it's because I've gotten used to it, or because I've mostly been hanging out with people online so long now, that we have a shared history, which gives us something to talk about.
Daytime tv update: Richard Simmons on Martha Stewart's show. He's super-annoying, obviously, but it's hilarious that he keeps trying to get Martha to be silly, and she absolutely refuses. Finally she was like, "I have
tasks
to get done here!!" She's such a hard-ass.
My first Buffistas met were Fiona, Scola, Joe Boucher, MsBelle, David (who's last I don't remember), Martha, Michele Tepper and possibly Joey D, Jesse, & Megan Walker at Fiona's corporate apartment when she was in NYC on business (the corporate apt. seemed like such a good idea just in case anyone was a white slaver then they wouldn't know anyone's actual home).
I think my first Non-Yorker 'ffista was Teppy whom I met sitting on my stoop when I got home from work and stayed with me for several days. Guess I'd gotten over ax murderer frears by then.