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?
Angel: Will you just shut up for once?! Illyria: What? Angel: My God, the speechifying. Has it ever occurred to you that now might not be the best time for when-we-were-muck stories?
'Time Bomb'
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.
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
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.
Jesse - Sep 26, 2007 5:25:25 pm PDT #3277 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh god, ita. I seriously cannot even imagine. I wish you good doctors and nurses and etc.
§ ita § - Sep 26, 2007 5:27:13 pm PDT #3278 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I just got discharged Sunday! This is insane. I feel there's a point where I get to say "Okay, I'm so done. This is more than I can handle." Not sensing the opportunity, I'm afraid. Back in the same stupid hospital, just in the basement instead of the headache section.
Jesse - Sep 26, 2007 5:31:40 pm PDT #3279 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I wish there was anything I could do. Bah. NOT ON, migraines!!