Glad it turned out to be DH, Susan. Scary!
Hope the January endocrinologist is more helpful, Hil. That sounds frustrating.
Mom! Dead people are talking to you. Do the math!
Buffy ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
-t - Dec 11, 2007 4:11:42 pm PST #7960 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
meara - Dec 11, 2007 4:13:29 pm PST #7961 of 10002
Eeeep! Thud. Wibble. Brain broken
Hee! I was waiting for Teppy to see the picture and enjoy. Come visit Seattle, Teppy! People will tie you up! :)
I'm thinking of renting Love Actually for Christmas this year.
I adore that movie, and may be making it a holiday tradition--the first time I saw it was over a Thanksgiving break, and it totally put me in the "Christmas is coming!" mood.
Is it wrong that I want a beer after I get out of therapy today?
No. Is this the one who thinks you're an alcoholic, or was that the other one?
Eep, Susan, that's very creepy!!!
Fred Pete - Dec 11, 2007 4:17:29 pm PST #7962 of 10002
Ann, that's a ferret.
Glad things turned out okay, Susan.
-t - Dec 11, 2007 4:21:04 pm PST #7963 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Susan's adventure reminds me of the time my parents' place was burgled - a kid crawled in through the cat door into the garage and picked the lock on the connecting door then made off with the VCR and maybe a couple of other things, leaving muddy footprints all over the place in the process. My parents were away and my sister, the only one of us kids living there at the time, was staying with my grandmother. She happened to come home after the burglary to pick up something she had forgotten and though "why did Mom and Dad take the VCR with them?"
Steph L. - Dec 11, 2007 4:38:09 pm PST #7964 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Eeeep! Thud. Wibble. Brain broken
Hee! I was waiting for Teppy to see the picture and enjoy. Come visit Seattle, Teppy! People will tie you up! :)
The Boy liked the picture, too. He was agog at Matisse's catsuit, and also said, "Oooh, Monk tied her!"
So, meara, were you a Santa (or Ms. Santa) the following night?
Aims - Dec 11, 2007 4:44:28 pm PST #7965 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Joe = Adorable.
Pete's title has been revoked for the nonce.
Joe is sitting in front of Hogfather , drinking hot cocoa with marshmallows, grinning like alittle boy who just woke up Christmas morning.
meara - Dec 11, 2007 4:52:32 pm PST #7966 of 10002
So, meara, were you a Santa (or Ms. Santa) the following night?
Yep! In hooded "fur" trimmed Santa minidress, with leather corset and boots. Don't have pictures yet, though, but have been promised a CD of that night.
Susan W. - Dec 11, 2007 5:15:34 pm PST #7967 of 10002
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Not my best evening ever...
We just noticed Annabel felt like a little furnace and was being more sedate and cuddly than normal.
She's running a fever of 102.
Fay - Dec 11, 2007 5:32:29 pm PST #7968 of 10002
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Holy crap, Susan - like you need another source of stress!
Meara - I have no words. (Well, I do, but they're fairly incoherent, and boil down to 'gah'.)
Ginger - Dec 11, 2007 5:33:54 pm PST #7969 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I also had a day that sucks beyond the telling of it. I think it would be too dreary to describe.
I led Annabel through the garage, opened the door quickly, and shouted "Who's there?" in my best firm, authoritative voice, hoping that if anyone was inside, they'd be startled into making a noise.
I am not criticizing and I know you've had a bad day, Susan, but please, everyone, do not rely on a firm voice. Rely on 911. If you are suspicious and call the police, the police will tell you you did the right thing. You may feel stupid, but that's way better than feeling dead.