Seriously, when I walked up to the pharmacy counter and said, "Hey my doc just had me do some lab work, we got the results, his instructions are to continue thyroid med at current dosage, have you guys received a refill order from him?" I did not mean, "You know what would be really great? Is if you refill a discontinued dosage level from 5 months ago."
Atherton: Half the men in this room wish you were on their arm, tonight. Inara: Only half. I must be losing my indefinable allure.
'Shindig'
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.
WindSparrow - Feb 21, 2012 8:15:19 am PST #8080 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
WindSparrow - Feb 21, 2012 8:25:38 am PST #8081 of 30001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
I am slightly sad that I didn't check the ring finger of the cute little pharmacist who listened so politely (poor thing) to my complaint. And then I remembered that my best contribution to your tail getting chased is pom-pom waving, anyway. Clamping fingers together to prevent emoticon usage.
ChiKat - Feb 21, 2012 8:27:45 am PST #8082 of 30001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Thanks for the kind words, all. I am still sitting on a friend's couch snuggling her dog. I need to go home soon to shower and prep for auditions tonight. Part of me wants to be home, but I know it won't be home without Mickey.
Steph L. - Feb 21, 2012 8:31:27 am PST #8083 of 30001
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.
Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
You gots to get yourself to NOLA!
le nubian - Feb 21, 2012 8:33:43 am PST #8084 of 30001
"And to be clear, I am the hell. And the high water."
Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
oh I laughed long and hard at this.
erikaj - Feb 21, 2012 8:38:27 am PST #8085 of 30001
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal
Maybe it's the feathers.
Laura - Feb 21, 2012 9:41:40 am PST #8086 of 30001
This too shall pass.
Speaking of feathers, some really lovely pictures here - [link]
eta: some serious boobage about 3/4 of the way down. Work alert.
Strix - Feb 21, 2012 9:50:21 am PST #8087 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I did it. I have an appt. 3/6 to get Arthur's balls chopped off. About damned time. Poor guy. But it'll be better for you, I know.
FWIW, Arthur is, of course, my dog.
smonster - Feb 21, 2012 9:54:12 am PST #8088 of 30001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
amych, thanks for the link. Too drunk to drop the knowledge.
Shir - Feb 21, 2012 10:00:39 am PST #8089 of 30001
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
sj, congrats!
And also, {{smonster}}.
I'm afraid to go to bed tonight. But at least I'm not alone? Sorry to hear other orgistas had the same problem last night.