Everything looks good from here... Yes. Yes, this is a fertile land, and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it... 'This Land.' I think we should call it 'your grave!' Ah, curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal! Ha ha HA! Mine is an evil laugh! Now die! Oh, no, God! Oh, dear God in heaven!

Wash ,'Serenity'


Natter 54: Right here, dammit.  

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.


billytea - Sep 26, 2007 4:55:09 pm PDT #3267 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.

bubble burster!!! man, that was an adorable story.

Clearly, it was not a schoolkid, but Lyle Lovett.


Strix - Sep 26, 2007 4:57:40 pm PDT #3268 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

What would YOU steal from a zoo?

I think...hmm. I think it'd have to be a lemur. They're neat AND freaky.


Gudanov - Sep 26, 2007 4:58:07 pm PDT #3269 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping

I hate to burst y'alls penguin stealing bubble

Dammit, now I'm going to have to play some Frozen Bubble


brenda m - Sep 26, 2007 5:03:11 pm PDT #3270 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Jesus. Someone removed about a dozen spikes from the Metra tracks that keep the rails in place along a fast turn. [FTR, not a bunch of stupid kids - someone with specialized tools.] Metra workers found it on daily inspections right away, thank goodness. WTF is wrong with people?


tiggy - Sep 26, 2007 5:03:26 pm PDT #3271 of 10001
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore

Sue's a bubble burster. pass it on!!

one of those adorable white tiger cubs.

does anyone know why Merrin Dungey was recast in Private Practice? i hadn't heard anything about it and was surprised to see it.


billytea - Sep 26, 2007 5:04:43 pm PDT #3272 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.

What would YOU steal from a zoo?

The deed papers.


Strix - Sep 26, 2007 5:06:02 pm PDT #3273 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Hee.


§ ita § - Sep 26, 2007 5:06:56 pm PDT #3274 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

The wax lions.

WTF is wrong with people?

I have to at least hope there are marvellous people around to counterbalance the shitheads. And a good thing on the crew spotting the shitty behaviour.

So, if I lie down, my head kinda doesn't hurt. At least now. How long do I pretend this is a cure?


Jesse - Sep 26, 2007 5:15:57 pm PDT #3275 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

ita, I'm again getting the slightest taste of what you deal with, and I DON'T LIKE IT. I don't think it's a migraine, but the stupid headache will not go away! No good.


§ ita § - Sep 26, 2007 5:22:04 pm PDT #3276 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Want to come with me to the ER? I'm about to call a cab. All passengers ride for the price of one.

I'm such a 'fraidy cat about this. I could have gone hours ago, but first I didn't want to miss more work. Then I didn't want to go straight from work because I was too fried to be able to handle the waiting room stress. So I came home and lay about like it had a chance in hell of fixing anything (I've woken up in the early morning twice in a row into a major migraine) because my accustomed ride can't join me in the ER until 9.

It's not just about the ride. I don't like being alone when I get the shots--or at least I don't like him not being there. With other company, as valued as it is, I can't stop myself from working too hard to behave normally, which (as Polgara can attest) involves me talking a lot, quickly, loudly, and not always with trains of thought anyone but me can follow.

Last time I went in the drugs I already don't like didn't work, so ride suggests I go for a heavier hitter. Want even less to be solo for that, but he has a point.

Okay, enough whinging. Butching up, calling cab.