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Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
I don't think there is a cure, as such.(Although some people's does just...kind of clear up, sometimes.) But there are many treatments. Or it sounds like there are.
Meara, he is sort of relieved. But my dad the hypochondriac has kind of made it worse by focusing on worst-case scenarios. I did actually say "No, I never heard of that one. But nobody died of it on House, so that's probably good, right?" Of course, my dad thought my brother was on the down-low and had HIV, too.
Of course, my dad thought my brother was on the down-low and had HIV, too.
Keep it klassy, erika's dad. Keep it klassy.
I know! Admittedly, none of us know much about his personal life, but, seriously?
Aims! Go read Hayden's reviews, episode by episode, and leave your poor daughter alone! Or, yanno, sit down and watch with her.
Funny you should say, smon. Emeline finally looked at me and said, "Mommy. You'd know this if you just watched and stopped asking me questions."
She is wise.
My ankle hurts. I'm trying to decide whether I should rest it now, or go to the library and get some DVDs so that I won't go crazy while resting it later.
I think this can be summed up as "People, ruining it for the rest of us."
So very much.
We're watching Family Ties through Netflix, and teeny tiny Wil Wheaton is on. So. Freaking. Adorkable. I loved him SOOOOOO much.