The house is in the Hollywood Hills. It's a really gorgeous house -- not my style, all modern -- with several levels of patios and arranged so that, a bunch of times, the fastest way to get from one place to another is to go outside. Also, if I were living there, I think I would never leave simply because there appear to be about fifty stairs to climb to get to the front door.
'Not Fade Away'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
Egad, Hil. The show sounds atrocious and yet I can totally see why one would be compelled to watch.
Also, Dr. Drew as the therapist.
I remember him from his KROQ talk show days. He is just awful.
My initial feeling about this show, and still my feeling after watching a few episodes, is that "on national TV" is probably one of the worst ways to try to get clean.
Yeah, to the point of me wondering about the ethics of running that house.
Well, the feeling that I've gotten from several of them is that they wouldn't be doing it if they weren't getting the exposure (and I'm assuming they're getting paid for being on the show, too, though no one on the show has said anything about that.) There are a few who absolutely love the cameras.
Wow, the UK is really getting hit by snow.
Oh, bonny! Tons of tooth~ma. I am terrified of something happening to my teeth right now, so I feel your pain. I technically have some dental insurance, but I can't find anyone who accepts it! It's craziness!
sj! I got to see you last night! Which, you probably remember... And I get to see you next week too! YAY! I'm all for some good sj time. I also got to see Victor and thessaly. Life is good.
Except for the part where I feel like crap this morning. This Evil Death Flu is trying to kill me. I feel fine one minute, like crap the next. I talked to my doctor's NP yesterday, and she said to expect it to go on for another week. UGH.
I hope you feel better soon, vw. Take care of yourself.
Lots of tooth ~ma, bonny. My DH laughs all the time at my phobias surrounding my teeth, because when doing things like hang gliding my biggest fears are not for breaking bones (and I have cracked a rib on a bad landing) but for chipping/knocking out my teeth.
eta: Oops, my biggest fear just changed for today, as one of my co-workers just called to say she has Norovirus. If anyone needs me, I will be hiding in my office, as far away from her desk as I can get.
Ugh, Aimee, so sorry.
Aimee & Joe, I'm so sorry.
MM & Aimee, I'm so sorry.
Oh, shit. I'm so sorry, Joe and Aimee.