I think Natter took the good drugs and fell into a coma.
I get confused. I remember everything. I remember too much, and... some of it's made up, and... some of it can't be quantified, and... there's secrets.
River ,'Safe'
Natter Area 51: The Truthiness Is in Here
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.
Cass - May 02, 2007 7:40:16 pm PDT #5320 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
billytea - May 02, 2007 7:52:47 pm PDT #5321 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I think Natter took the good drugs and fell into a coma.
Is that a soma coma?
Cass - May 02, 2007 8:26:36 pm PDT #5322 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
In name only. We never have figured out what soma was supposed to be.
Mmm, drug-induced happy coma... I hab code. Want to be unconscious.
billytea - May 02, 2007 9:07:01 pm PDT #5323 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Mmm, drug-induced happy coma... I hab code. Want to be unconscious.
Under the circumstances, I believe that you will have to settle for a coba.
Cass - May 02, 2007 9:11:29 pm PDT #5324 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Dat's nob funneth.
*sneeze*
Buggah!
billytea - May 02, 2007 9:16:34 pm PDT #5325 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Buggah!
See, that's funny. Sorry, 'fuddy'.
§ ita § - May 02, 2007 9:36:28 pm PDT #5326 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am in the race to sleep so that being awake doesn't tense my shoulder up again. I had a day with no neck pain, and a day with no migraines. Took 6mg of dilaudid, IV benadryl, intramuscular lidocaine and some IV anti-inflammatory whose name I forget, but still! No pain!
The chick in the bed to the left of me was given 2mg of dilaudid and some of the IV anti-inflammatory and apparently she was flat out...tongue lolling and everything. Meanwhile, on my cocktail I'm talking shop with the nurses while my ride is wondering if I've gone and died when he went to get the car.
Okay. Ambien. Need bed.
tommyrot - May 03, 2007 4:12:00 am PDT #5327 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Go ita! Or something.... ION, amgoing to nap. Someone wake me when my flight starts boarding....
Jesse - May 03, 2007 4:33:42 am PDT #5328 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Good morning, people!!!
OK, I'm not actually perky like that. I am already counting the minutes until I can work from home tomorrow and turn off my alarm clock. Sleeeepyyyy.
Kat - May 03, 2007 4:57:18 am PDT #5329 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Today is thursday, yes?
One of the things I hate most about work is that when I wake up I begin a countdown to when I can get back in bed. That seems to show a lack of enthusiasm, doesn't it?