Shane as Tim Riggins.
Dude! Don't say things like that!
Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
smonster - Jul 14, 2010 1:37:32 pm PDT #25476 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Lee - Jul 14, 2010 1:38:48 pm PDT #25477 of 30000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'm sorry! My brain is weird.
eta: and I don't really think it would happen. Shane's already had more good parenting than Tim ever did.
Ginger - Jul 14, 2010 1:41:01 pm PDT #25478 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Yay Hil! OMGWTFPHD!
I edited something yesterday and learned that the DEA is going to permit e-prescribing of controlled substances (narcotics, etc.). About fucking time.
About fucking time indeed. Kaiser has this spiffy computer network that sends the prescription order directly to the pharmacy, except in the case of scheduled drugs. Then the doctor has to print out the prescription so that I can walk down the hall to hand it to the pharmacy.
Aims - Jul 14, 2010 1:42:57 pm PDT #25479 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
For Aims. And Dana. And others.
!!!
!!!!
I want a puppy. And a prince.
Steph L. - Jul 14, 2010 1:46:45 pm PDT #25480 of 30000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I edited something yesterday and learned that the DEA is going to permit e-prescribing of controlled substances (narcotics, etc.). About fucking time.
About fucking time indeed. Kaiser has this spiffy computer network that sends the prescription order directly to the pharmacy, except in the case of scheduled drugs. Then the doctor has to print out the prescription so that I can walk down the hall to hand it to the pharmacy.
Hell, I lived through the utter fuckwittery of being in such horrible pain I couldn't drive, and yet the only way I could get the pain meds refilled was to drive 15 minutes to the doctor's office, walk in, have the receptionist hand me the prescription, and then walk back out, get in the car, drive 15 minutes to the pharmacy, go home, and cry. (The pharmacy, you see, was literally 2 minutes from my house, but because of the fucking DEA, I had to jump through painful hoops to get meds I needed. And I'll stop now before this turns into an epic rant.)
amych - Jul 14, 2010 1:48:02 pm PDT #25481 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
About fucking time.
I ... might go back on the meds.
§ ita § - Jul 14, 2010 1:50:46 pm PDT #25482 of 30000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I am lucky in that my doctor can call in my pain medication. I am unlucky in that they don't seem to unless I harass them by mail and email, and that's just about every month. So I dedicate one Thursday a week to calling and emailing repeatedly just so I don't get any interruption in medication. Problem is, doctor thinks I shouldn't be taking so much pain meds. Other problem is--I need them. He can feel free to cure me any time.
Laura - Jul 14, 2010 2:02:56 pm PDT #25483 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
I knew as soon as I saw the post count that Hil had reported her success. Woot! And congrats to Dr. Hil!
ePrescribing schedule drugs will make my job s lot easier. It has been a pain to get doctors on board when every other Rx they have to print out.
-t - Jul 14, 2010 2:18:03 pm PDT #25484 of 30000
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Congrats Dr. Hil! Woohoo!
Aims - Jul 14, 2010 3:48:27 pm PDT #25485 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Em's best friend K is over. I "kidnapped" her this afternoon and she's been with us most of the day at the pool and here at our house. As usual, they have annihilated. I have been poor planner in the past and don't have the girls clean up before K leaves and then Em throws a fit for having to pick up "K's mess" (it's amazing how Em makes NO mess at all when K is here.). Tonight, I got smart and said, "No movie or snack until the bedroom is cleaned up."
Now K is tired and doesn't want to clean. She ony has enough energy to watch the movie and lie down.
Too bad, so sad - as my mother would say. I ain't budging. Clean the room girls.
Remind me again why I want more children?