I gots nuthin' to say about assbabies or giant schlongs.
But, starting a pristine, clean, and completely different paragraph, that photo is of a purely lovely girlchild. Not the baby she was in May.
Not such good news: She's in her teens, is very skinny, has a heart murmur and probably anemia and liver trouble. Plus "horrible" dental disease. I can't afford to do anything about those things.
When you can, take care of the toofs first. Yank the ones that need it, and have the tartar scraped off the rest. Bad toofs can lead to nasty systemic infections, not to mention, be painful and prevent eating.
On the other hand, the anemia and possible liver trouble will most probably clear up with some decent nutrition, and the heart murmur will not likely be anything to worry about as long as she's in a safe environment, getting decent food and care.
And also? You are my hero, too. St. Katrina of Cat-kind.
Holy crackfic, Batman! To the assbabies, away.
I love this picture of Em [link]
Daisy, I'm so sorry your friends are being stoopit and inconsiderate. I think red red hair is a great thing to do.
Vibes for Suzi invisibility as far as impanelling goes.
And more time, less stress to Emily!
Wow, miss Emeline is a young lady!
Ahem. Do I have to remind you of the Prehensile Secondary Sex Penis rec from Smallville? Best. badfic. ever.
OMG! Good times! Good times! Smallville is my First Great Fanficish Love, actually.
I wonder how many days in a row and for how many different subjects, "Holy crap, Batman," could be a not-too-far-out response to the content posts that have accumulated overnight, because holy crap, Batman.
But, starting a pristine, clean, and completely different paragraph, that photo is of a purely lovely girlchild. Not the baby she was in May.
I'm taking Beverly's pristine paragraph as a buffer. And what Beverly said. Em is a beautiful, big girl. She is no baby. What's more, her agents have sent a C&D insisting we stop referring to her as such.
I wonder how many days in a row and for how many different subjects, "Holy crap, Batman," could be a not-too-far-out response
Holy crap, Batman! I am still up. And I really didn't mean to be and now I want to be all rambling and explain it and instead I need to wash my face and fall down asleep.
Oh, Cass. We haven't crossed paths like this in a while. May you sleep well. You keep the hours I kept until my children made me a slave to the circadian rhythm's beat.
Gratuitous baby post!!!
Baby? That's a little girl! Comparing pics from the F2F and now shows an amazing change. She's very cutie. =)
I really didn't mean to though. I got home late-ish from meetings and was contentedly unwinding with some tv, the internets and plans to call a night-working friend with birthday wishes. So I pause Nip/Tuck, call and he's not there. Ended up talking to his coworker. For three hours. Don't ask, I have no idea why. And now it's four a.m. and I didn't mean to...
Must sleep now. Must leave tabs of badfic open because too lazy to bookmark. Must not talk to strangers*.
*Technically not a total stranger as we'd ended up chatting once before and he's friends with my friend and Stop Looking At Me Like That!
