Fuck . I am feeling a strong urge to run to LA and straighten things out. I did not expect to come home and still see you this bad. and dealing with a hell of a lot of bullshit on top of it. I know they have to repeat stuff, and they are busy , etc. But they are expecting way to much from someone in this much pain.
Mal: You are very much lacking in imagination. Zoe: I imagine that's so, sir.
'Out Of Gas'
Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns
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.
beth b - Aug 07, 2007 7:42:57 pm PDT #3252 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
§ ita § - Aug 07, 2007 7:52:33 pm PDT #3253 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
The IV's in! Hoorah. Now all they have to do is put something in the IV and we can start cooking with gas.
Fucking hell, I hate hospitals.
Laura - Aug 07, 2007 7:56:22 pm PDT #3254 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Oh ita, may they put the good stuff in there quick. All the peaceful pain free ~ma in the world headed your way.
Atropa - Aug 07, 2007 7:58:37 pm PDT #3255 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Good lord, ita. I wish there was something I could do on your behalf.
§ ita § - Aug 07, 2007 8:41:00 pm PDT #3256 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Well, hey now. Will you look at that?
I'm wearing cherry PJs and pink nubbly socks.
And I got to see Noah outside of...well, outside of his hospital anyway.
Kat, when you get back, B says thank you.
And I'm getting some pain meds. I might yet sleep tonight, and even if I don't, I'll be snazzy looking.
Lee - Aug 07, 2007 8:44:48 pm PDT #3257 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
YAY for cherry pjs and for Kat and for pain meds.
§ ita § - Aug 07, 2007 8:49:21 pm PDT #3258 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Thanks to all you guys. I've put on a pretty solid pain/drug-induced complaint session all day (really, I got up maybe three times today), and it was better than cathartic.
The mystery PC (where are the innards???) I'm using right now crashed twice (oops) and both times I was way too tense at the thought of it not coming back. Sure, I'm a professional, but I'm a professional in a bad mood and on drugs. I'd have thrown caution to the wind to get the connection back. Y'all are a lifeline.
Someone should write a book about how that works.
Lee - Aug 07, 2007 8:51:36 pm PDT #3259 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That's what we're here for, ita. Just wish I could do more.
Liese S. - Aug 07, 2007 8:54:07 pm PDT #3260 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
It's kinda nifty, innit? What with the support system and the electronic umbilical cord and the cherry pajamas. It's made of awesome.
It's too bad we're all axe-murdering pedophiles, or this'd be a real nice story.
Now, go to sleep, ita.
Kat - Aug 07, 2007 9:23:07 pm PDT #3261 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
My blood is still all over the floor
I can attest to this. It would make a kinda cool pattern for a carpet if its genesis weren't so disturbing.
I came home and tripped the dog with Noah's oxygen line. oops. It freaked him out and he tripped again on his way back in the house.
Actual conversation that just took place.
Me: "I'll pay you to do the 2:30 feeding."
K: "Oh yeah? How much?"
Me: "$20"
K: "The $20 I owe you from a while ago when you did the 2:30 feeding for me? I'd rather owe you."
HARSH.
I am wearing strawberry pajamas in the same vein but a totally different pattern than the cherry ones. They make me happy.