Xander ,'Chosen'
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.
or 24-hour service for HVAC, cooking, toasters, blenders and the like, not so much
I'm trying to imagine my grandmother's house with any of the above, and ... NSM. She never got electricity or running water in her house, but they built a separate building with both where you could shower and wash up and do some cooking related tasks.
She could have done with a water heater, let me tell you.
There was another song that was out around the same time as We Didn't Start... that had historical stuff in it, I think. It's a very vague impression.
"Vogue"?
In today's craptacular news, the blood test report that I should have gotten two weeks ago says that my cholesterol medicine is working great, cutting my numbers nearly in half and bringing me down into optimum or near-optimum ranges on everything.
Oh, except for the part about it raising liver enzymes (like what caused my dad's second hospitalization last year) so they need to cut it in half and restrict me from using migraine meds or general painkillers.
Regular headaches and the odd wonky knee I can just suck it up and cope with, but unmedicated migraines are going to cost me workdays that I can't afford to lose.
Creepy freaky stalker boy wonder. LOVE. Sometimes, he's more Bat than Batman is.
I really feel the need to kick back with the first 120 issues of Robin so I can commune with the freakboy the way the freakboy oughtta be.
There was another song that was out around the same time as We Didn't Start... that had historical stuff in it, I think. It's a very vague impression.
Wasn't it an REM song?
"It's the End of the World As We Know It (and I Feel Fine)"?
Creepy freaky stalker boy wonder. LOVE. Sometimes, he's more Bat than Batman is.
I really feel the need to kick back with the first 120 issues of Robin so I can commune with the freakboy the way the freakboy oughtta be.
TIMMAY!
I don't think it was Vogue or REM, but who knows? It's a very vague impression buried in a very specific mundane memory. Whatever the song was, I know I heard it for the first time while playing war, and we were sitting on the window seat in Liz's bedroom.
unmedicated migraines are going to cost me workdays that I can't afford to lose.
Jesus, fuck! Are there no alternatives? That's serious quality-of-life impact.
Oh, except for the part about it raising liver enzymes (like what caused my dad's second hospitalization last year) so they need to cut it in half and restrict me from using migraine meds or general painkillers.
Oh dear. That sounds... not so good.
Tep, you need to watch "Homicide". It totally has a suffering Timmy in it.(Whom I'm now picturing in a hero costume...weird, but somewhat fitting)