I know. Uncut, it is a beautiful thing. Because they take those two words and express every possible human emotion with them. And they *know* what the other means. But, yeah, now it's Marcel Marceau. That's in there because Detective McClarney said once that someday detectives would have a language with just those two words in it. Just fyi, if you try to do that in a fancy restaurant with your Wirefiend friend...my friend found she got lots of attention from the waitstaff.
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
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.
It's still way better than sitting around thinking about how I really should get my hands on the DVDs, though!
So T saw the tow truck, I guess, and I got a call from her, saying if I needed a ride, her dad could give me one. Neighbors like these are a great thing.
Aaaand, Miss Louise is in the hospital. I met the paramedics coming up the stairs as I was heading to the laundry. She's been fainting or close to it the past 2 days (!!!!!!) and the home nurse (who comes in just about every day, but was off yesterday) put her foot down and called an ambulance. She's so damned stubborn about her health and will get right up to asking for help and then change her mind. At least the nurse won't (probably can't, for liability reasons) let that slide.
Yeah, totally. Makes my missionary work easier. And I totally admire how Detective Kima says "Bullshit", btw. Gives the expletive all power and respect.
I'll send some Miss Louise-ma on general principles.
I spent most of my holiday afternoon napping -- like for five hours. At least my headache seems to have gone!
Good for the nurse. Miss Louise sounds like my grandmother -- she won't go to the hospital for anything.
Ha! HIMYM has a bit tonight about the word moist, and how Lily hates it.
She just got back from the hospital, and was under her own power, so that's good. I'll bet her blood thinners got messed up.
You know what? It's too bad I didn't bake cookies today. This means I'll no longer be known as the Cookie Lady at the mechanic's. I'll be the Crazy Lady. Sigh.
Poor sara.
I'm sure you'll always be the Cookie Lady to them, sara.
I have the world's most random assortment of booze in my house right now, but nothing that I really feel like drinking. And yet? I want a drink. Hmm. I guess I could drink some Bailey's as-is.