These clinics have the same rule! They can't even say the word! And yet, crazy people with signs out front.
Good times.
amyth, my goodness! You poor thing.
Ben: I didn't ask for any of this. I just want to be normal. Gronx: I wanted to be an underwear model. We play the hand we're dealt.
'Touched'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Jesse - Jan 05, 2011 10:03:25 am PST #14921 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Vortex - Jan 05, 2011 10:06:40 am PST #14922 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
He's Hal, but I think it's inescapable that they'll inject comedy into a superhero movie, unless they want to be explicitly Dark Knight.
No, just no. I could see Kyle Rayner, but not Hal Jordan. They'll turn him into a cocky asshole test pilot who suddenly has all of this responsibility and it changes him and makes him a better person.
No.
§ ita § - Jan 05, 2011 10:13:29 am PST #14923 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
They'll turn him into a cocky asshole test pilot who suddenly has all of this responsibility and it changes him and makes him a better person.
I'll agree to disagree, but you'd probably better not see the movie, just in case.
Vortex - Jan 05, 2011 10:23:35 am PST #14924 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I'll agree to disagree, but you'd probably better not see the movie, just in case.
ha! Great minds!
Jessica - Jan 05, 2011 10:25:39 am PST #14925 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
You know what's WAY better than hospital food? Leftover veggie chili turned into huevos rancheros. OH HAI SALT AND FAT AND FLAVOR HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU!
IOW, we just brought Aeryn home from the hospital. She has run through almost her entire to-do list already (1. nurse 2. sleep 3. poop), making her by far the most productive member of the household.
tommyrot - Jan 05, 2011 10:25:46 am PST #14926 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I forget if this has been posted already, but better safe than sorry....
IMPORTANT: World Now Ending In May, Not Waiting For 2012
The world will end on May 21, 2011, when Jesus returns.
There should be a reality TV show about these people. On May 21, they could have a camera crew just follow around the women who made the prophecy for the day, and then a few days after as well. That should be entertaining....
Steph L. - Jan 05, 2011 10:26:32 am PST #14927 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
The woman at the end of the video, who says she's carrying her 12th child tells us how dangerous chemical contraception is. You could have a stroke.
Gosh, if only there were NON-chemical contraception! Some sort of barrier a man could put over his junk, perhaps made of latex...oh, why won't someone invent such a thing?!? Or perhaps a physical barrier a woman could put all up in her stuff (vajazzled or no) -- WHY, oh why, hasn't anyone thought of that?
...oh, wait. That woman's just an asshole.
lisah - Jan 05, 2011 10:27:01 am PST #14928 of 30001
Punishingly Intricate
Welcome home, Baby! Good job working through your to-do list!
Kat - Jan 05, 2011 10:29:39 am PST #14929 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
YAY Aeryn! Hope you love the new digs!
Daisy Jane - Jan 05, 2011 10:31:26 am PST #14930 of 30001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Video of anti choice rallies here in town. You can't get an abortion here--they just want to outlaw birth control. I drove by these people. I flipped them off and *may* have yelled "FUCK YOU."
One of my favorite stories from my misspent youth was one of my closest guy friends (I'm pretty much his adopted sister) upon learning that I'd had sex with my boyfriend, took me to the local clinic for tests and BC. Lined along the road in front of the clinic were anti-choicers with their bloody baby signs, so H popped in his cassette (yes THAT long ago) of "People Are Still Having Sex" turned up the volume and rolled down the windows as we drove slowly by.
Uhm, hi. Been a bit overwhelmed here but following along. ~ma to all.