"Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is."
Welcome, Ford!
Simon: Captain... why did you come back for us? Mal: You're on my crew. Simon: Yeah, but you don't even like me. Why'd you come back? Mal: You're on my crew. Why we still talking about this?
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
Ginger - Apr 29, 2013 1:53:05 pm PDT #29480 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Trudy Booth - Apr 29, 2013 2:32:34 pm PDT #29481 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Hey, Suzy and everyone else.
SO happy to hear about baby Ford.
No clue on what happens next with Step Mom. They lifted sedation and she got agitated to the point of messing with her tubes so they re-sedated her. They've got her heart rate stabilized. Once they de-intubate (outubate?) in the next day or so (pending her heart rate staying put I think) they'll lift sedation again.
I was with her this weekend un-sedated but its hard to say "conscious". If you say her name, she turns her head to you. Her eyes are usually rolled-back, not making contact. It's hard to tell what she's getting and what she's not. They say there are no signs of brain damage with the tests they've been able to do. She'll raise her hand, but when I hold it she doesn't grasp. This freaks Dad and me out similarly.
billytea - Apr 29, 2013 3:02:14 pm PDT #29482 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Welcome new baby Ford!
"Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is."
I had a Toastmasters meeting last night. One of the speakers gave a speech on the life of Douglas Adams. (I told him afterwards that he should've given the speech holding a towel.)
I was with her this weekend un-sedated but its hard to say "conscious". If you say her name, she turns her head to you. Her eyes are usually rolled-back, not making contact. It's hard to tell what she's getting and what she's not. They say there are no signs of brain damage with the tests they've been able to do. She'll raise her hand, but when I hold it she doesn't grasp. This freaks Dad and me out similarly.
Yeah, that's not comforting. I hope she shows signs of improvement soon, Trudy.
Burrell - Apr 29, 2013 3:22:49 pm PDT #29483 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
How hard, Trudy. Some of her actions sound like they could be the result of the sedation, esp if they are giving her propofol. I hope she regains consciousness soon.
smonster - Apr 29, 2013 4:36:40 pm PDT #29484 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Welcome to the world, Ford!
Continued~ma to your family, Trudy. That sounds super tough to witness.
smonster - Apr 29, 2013 4:38:03 pm PDT #29485 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
And a separate post for the mememe:
So... my spidey sense was right. D broke up with me tonight. He said his feelings had plateaued and he liked me a lot but didn't love me, and he thought we were a good match but not a great match, blah blah breakup-cakes.
Fucking bummer, yo. I talked to my sister, and she pointed out some key issues that I had been... not ignoring, but thought could be gotten around. The communication issues, him not being a pet person (I mean, he's immune to Frankie's cuteness, wtf). That lessened the sting a little bit but I've still got some grieving to do, so I'm taking tomorrow off.
I can feel the protective wings of my friends and family circling around me, and that's a small balm. It hurts, and it's going to take some time for my brain to rearrange itself. That is what it is.
Liese S. - Apr 29, 2013 4:42:41 pm PDT #29486 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, no, smonster. I'm so sorry.
Cass - Apr 29, 2013 4:43:04 pm PDT #29487 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I am sorry, smonster. That's rough.
And Trudy, it's so hard.
Welcome to the world, wee Ford!
Good gravy losing an old email and having to update is a pain. So far mostly with my Apple ID. iCaramba!
sj - Apr 29, 2013 4:43:22 pm PDT #29488 of 30001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{{{smonster}}}}} I'm sorry.
Dana - Apr 29, 2013 4:43:26 pm PDT #29489 of 30001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
Oh, bah, smonster. Bah humbug.