Willow ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
Um, Cashmere... what was in it?
Chocolate and whipped cream and I dunno what else. Simon said it tasted awful. And NOT like pussy. or even pie. I think it was a drink.
I may have been a little drunk at the time and the details are getting hazier.
Holy crap! THAT'S MY THERAPIST! That's the therapist that helped Bec and me during our marriage breakup! Bec and TOG are in that group! (Not Clem and Marie, of course.)
That is just bizarre in a "small world" kind of way.
Hey shrift and Jilli - did you see Idolator ranked Patrick Stump as the second-hottest dude in music?
Yep. I am baffled as to how he ranked hotter than Gerard Way, but I'm biased like that.
Holy crap! THAT'S MY THERAPIST! That's the therapist that helped Bec and me during our marriage breakup! Bec and TOG are in that group! (Not Clem and Marie, of course.)
The world is shrinking again, isn't it?
Then why hasn't anyone visited me in Melbourne yet? Pfft. Slackers.
well, I might be in Sydney in 2008, I'll try to stop by.
My mom and I just got back from dinner in Greektown (Chicago-istas, if you're in the mood for good Greek food on Halsted, Pegasus is excellent) with my SIL and nephew Clayton, who are in town from NJ looking at colleges for him.
They checked out UIC, DePaul, and Roosevelt, and he's hooked on the idea of Chicago for college. He prefers either Roosevelt or DePaul, mostly because of their downtown campusus and shared dormitory on State Street in the south Loop. My SIL, OTOH, has fond memories of her college experience with a separate campus environment and preferred that aspect of UIC. But, she has sworn to herself that she'd leave the decision up to him (this is big for her, since she has always been a very controlling/protective mother and they have always butted heads since practically the moment he was born), so I'm guessing he'll be applying to both DePaul and Roosevelt for computer programming.
I told him I'd always be available if he needed to get away from campus/wanted a free dinner/needed a ride to a Walmart or other store, and he's got his grandpa (my dad) down near Joliet, too. I want to be the cool local aunt, but definitely expect him to be too busy to actually contact me more than once or (maybe) twice a semester.
well, I might be in Sydney in 2008, I'll try to stop by.
Cool! If you can't, I'll come up to Sydney at some point.
That is just bizarre in a "small world" kind of way.
It is, rather. She is, incidentally, a kick-arse therapist.
Asshole judge files his appeal after the drycleaners withdraw their request for legal fees. I hope the appeals judge smacks him down.
Dude, get over it already. Someone is Mr. Stubborn McBullheadedpants.
Dude, get over it already. Someone is Mr. Stubborn McBullheadedpants.
If his pants really were bullheaded, you'd think it would be easier to keep track of them.
The painters started putting the actual colors on the walls in the new house! I have the most lovely sunny yellow living room, and the grey green on the master bedroom walls is ab-so-lute-ly bee-yoo-ti-ful. I mean, really. With getting actual new bedroom furniture, it's going to be a gorgeous room. I have never had a really pretty bedroom! I am glad the colors look the way I imagined them--trying to visualize from a little paint chip is always a crapshoot.
ION, I get my yearly review from my new boss on Thursday and I am totally dreadalizing it.
Dude, that is so random about the therapist, bt.
I cannot extrapolate anything useful from my parents' continued relationship. They're my parents. They don't make sense. They exist until such time as they are not they anymore.
But I have a particularly huge gap in my relationship understanding, and I'm trying to fill it with book learning and the right questions. Not working so much so far, although people are helpful.
That pants guy is...well, pants.