I just heard that on the radio, Suzi (they broke in to the 10-at-10 on KFOG)! Yay!
Re: House - the payoff was as nothing to me, but an episode full of hallucinations and possibly manufactured memories is my catnip.
Book: I am a Shepherd. Folks like a man of God. Mal: No, they don't. Men of God make everyone feel guilty and judged.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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 - May 15, 2008 8:59:41 am PDT #9264 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Lee - May 15, 2008 9:01:36 am PDT #9265 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
-t, plus Cuddy as a stripper is hotter than a hotass thing from hottville.
But maybe that's just me. eta (and Amy and Sail)
Nora Deirdre - May 15, 2008 9:02:11 am PDT #9266 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
My boss (who is my age) is always forwarding me stuff I've been cc'd on. People are lazy, no matter what technology is available. Also, guilty as charged.
Scrappy - May 15, 2008 9:04:52 am PDT #9267 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Just saw the House last niht and really enjoyed it for the aforementioned hallucination/puzzle aspects. Liked more Cameron, who was really giving it to him extra mean last night. And Cuddy, mrowr. Plus I just LOVES me some Hugh Laurie suffering in big dramatic scenes.
Susan W. - May 15, 2008 9:08:03 am PDT #9268 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Oh, I know I'm being irrationally cranky and testy today. Too many people in the office, talking too much. I come to work to get AWAY from constant human interaction!
-t - May 15, 2008 9:08:53 am PDT #9269 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
That certainly didn't hurt, Perkins!
{{Susan}} Well-meaning questions when you don't want them are a pain.
Jars - May 15, 2008 9:16:27 am PDT #9270 of 10001
My week has kind of sucked.
Car clamped. Hayfever worst I've ever had. Sick with some other kind of thing that makes my joints hurt and gives me twenty mouth ulcers at one and makes me sleep for twelve hours straight. Woman in work stalking me to talk about her affair with the boyfriend of another colleague, even though I've told her repeatedly I DO NOT WANT TO DISCUSS IT. And five minutes before I left work today I was informed of kind of a major fuck up I made a while ago.
In good news though, the managing director of our company organised a 'staff meeting' at the pub at three in the afternoon yesterday, which is nice. And the weather's been gorgeous. And all the stuff I'm complaining about is first worldy in the worst way, so.
Glamcookie - May 15, 2008 9:16:58 am PDT #9271 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
At the moment, I am in love with California.Yay! Me too!
Let's see how long it lasts.Boo! I agree :(
erikaj - May 15, 2008 10:14:55 am PDT #9272 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Who doesn't, Scrappy? These days I heart Mondays: KO, then House, then Mike Rowe. There are better things than that, but they are either not legal, or not as good one-handed.
Atropa - May 15, 2008 10:18:42 am PDT #9273 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
A funny story from my massage appointment last night: I had not been to see our regular massage therapist for over a year, because the level of muscle tension I had was so much that getting a massage didn't really help anything. (As in, not only did I have spots that hurt when she applied any sort of pressure to them, but I would be sore and creaky for days after the massage.)
Pete, being Pete, nagged and nagged until I finally said "Okay, I'll go see Irene." Who, during the massage, commented that my back wasn't the usual piece of rock it had been in the past, and there didn't seem to be any areas that were so sore that I flinched away from her. After some more discussion, we came up with the theory that the anti-anxiety med I'm on has helped reduce the level of physical tension I was carrying around, in addition to the mental/emotional side. It was the most relaxing/enjoyable massage I've ever had.
(Sure, I have some bruising from the massage, but that's because I am a delicate flower and bruise freakishly easily, not because our massage therapist is a brute.)