Don't kill anyone if you don't have to. We're here to make a deal.

Mal ,'Serenity'


Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter  

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.


Pix - Dec 06, 2007 6:43:04 am PST #5942 of 10001
The status is NOT quo.

Fuck. Thanks for the update, Allyson. Let me know if there's anything I can do locally.


brenda m - Dec 06, 2007 6:46:25 am PST #5943 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

Gah. I feel so helpless. Why can't they fucking fix this already?


Scrappy - Dec 06, 2007 6:47:07 am PST #5944 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Ah, poor ita. Please keep us updated.


beekaytee - Dec 06, 2007 6:50:12 am PST #5945 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

Prayers for ease, both current and final for ita's migraines. Good lord, how awful, after all she's been through with this.


Tom Scola - Dec 06, 2007 6:50:43 am PST #5946 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.

What brenda said.


bon bon - Dec 06, 2007 6:52:27 am PST #5947 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

I hope they can make her feel better -- that sounds awful.


Aims - Dec 06, 2007 6:53:18 am PST #5948 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I miss President Bartlett.

A-fucking-men.


Sophia Brooks - Dec 06, 2007 6:55:53 am PST #5949 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

What everyone else said in re: ita. Poor thing!


Frankenbuddha - Dec 06, 2007 6:59:29 am PST #5950 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Dear lord! Massive doses of healing-ma towards LA.


Lee - Dec 06, 2007 6:59:57 am PST #5951 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Ugh. Poor ita.