I just checked the weather forecast and got chills of delight. Highs in the 40s, lows at or around freezing, precipitation ahoy--this is a proper winter. Not this "step outside, feel portions of your anatomy get flash frozen and fall off and shatter on the sidewalk" stuff.

Plus, snow! Water in summer, yay!

Well, it's totally within realm...especially if you've got a drunk vic who doesn't know what happened to him.

Oh I'm sure.

The ep it came from had a guy that drove like 20 miles with a giant wooden stake IN HIS HEAD. It hit just right between the hemispheres. Brass says, "How'd he drive all that way with a STAKE IN HIS HEAD!" Grissom says that. Joe and I died.

Nutty

Nutty?

Because it wasn't in his heart, duh.

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Nutty.

Hee.

I guess bon bon.

bon bon

Not Nutty! It is bon. Points to Aimee. (and Lee)

And I just realised, the word ‘screeching’ is so sadly underrepresented in literary sex scenes. Does no one screech like a banshee at the moment of truth anymore? I blame MTV. It’s taken it out of the bedroom and into Aerosmith videos. On which note (??), I walked out of my apartment this morning to the sight of two squirrels getting a bit of furry-tailed action on the footpath. It was an awkward moment. I stopped dead in my tracks, not really wanting to disturb them; they too froze in place, the one scrabbling to keep his balance, with expressions on their tiny faces very much like a teenager whose parents have come home early. Sadly, I did have a train to catch, and they shot off up a tree as soon as I took a step. I can only hope they weren’t traumatised by the experience. *sniff* They grow up so fast. ...No, they really do. I mean, they’re rodents, fer cryin’ out loud.

Billytea.