More importantly, it's hot.

That would be the main thing.

There aren't a lot of guys in eyeliner who rank as one of the ten funniest men on earth.

He is also really smart.

I read through everything -- I come from a non-swearing family. And I wasn't allowed to insult my sisters. Respect was the word for our house. In fact , my father once said something to me which I felt was completely disrespectful to me as a teenager. I looked at him , and left the dinner table. and I did not come back until he apologized.

But then sj said this:

I tend to care more about the tone than the words themselves.

If you ever heard my Dad spit out the word "jerk" you know that he could have called you every name in the book and it wouldn't be worse. Of course, he rarely says it directly to anyone.

The other word he sues is nummy. for people with numb brains. so maybe it should be spelled numby? But that is one I use because it is so much more descriptive than stupid.

eta: work ate my brain

I use crazy, but I do have a mental illness. Does that matter? I love the word crazy. Because we all are a little crazy, I think, diagnosed or not. And maybe also because crazy isn't a negative word to me most of the time. My crazy friends, my crazy life--wouldn't have it any other way.

Anyway. I have just taken an Ambien in hopes I will get a decent night's sleep and be able to ignore the obnoxiously loud neighbors. It's Thursday people, seriously.

My mother is both crazy and also has mental illness.

I'd forgotten about cheese-paring, but the discussion of losing the richness of the language brought it to mind. Yeah, I'm a bit sad that niggardly isn't the best choice for every day conversation, but nothing beats cheese-paring, and frankly if the cows are offended, then by-gum, I'll offend 'em.

Because when I hear someone use "gay" to describe anything other than a gay person

How about if it were used in reference to a bar, quite possibly by Electric Six?

I'd like to state my firm opinion that rumba sleeves may qualify as gay in the old-fashioned sense of the word.

G'morning, all.

Today we have 'Wake Up With Both Fry and Laurie'. This is because Hugh isn't in this sketch much, but it's one of my favourites. [link]

Oh, dear. The Nigella cookbook had a link to this British import stuff. I want everything!

Heh. It's like when someone here linked to a site with American food. (I still need to buy extreme amounts of mac & cheese from that site.) I recommend Yorkshire Gold tea!

My crazy friends, my crazy life--wouldn't have it any other way.

Is true.

I am headed back to the hospital this morning - sometimes it feels like I spend my entire life in the outpatients dept - for a blood test. Then much, much more dissertation writing.

Seska, I love Yorkshire Gold, but I already have sources for that here.

First, Happy Birthday to Hil!

I'll have to try Yorkshire Gold. The amount of coffee I am drinking is crazy. To cut down on coffee I decided to only drink regular coffee at the office and brought my stash there. But I still had a bag of espresso at home so I ended up indulging in a full 4 cup pot of that daily when I get up since it is about 2-3 hours before I even get to the office. This is now a habit. Then I down at least half of the 12 cup pot of regular coffee unless my cohort decides we need another pot. So yeah, maybe I could switch to tea at home. I do enjoy it and drink it when I visit the parents, but have lost the habit at home.

And I ramble. Ah, blessed caffeine.