Oh no, Tim Curry!
You should work on making your superstitions more rational and logical, Jesse.
I know, right?
'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh no, Tim Curry!
You should work on making your superstitions more rational and logical, Jesse.
I know, right?
Oh no! Tim Curry is supposed to be immortal and invulnerable, dammit.
Are these close enough, Jilli (don't look too closely at the name)?
Oh no! Tim Curry is supposed to be immortal and invulnerable, dammit.
Yes, this!
Oh no! Tim Curry is supposed to be immortal and invulnerable, dammit.
Him and Sir Christopher Lee. I refuse to believe anything else.
Are these close enough, Jilli (don't look too closely at the name)?
Oh, I'm fine with "spiderweb". Just not real spiders. And YES, those are close to what I'm looking for! Huh, I had no idea that Lip Service was making those.
Spiderweb tights are close. Maybe the manufacturer of those makes them.
ETA; this is actually a xpost answering the original post.
Boss had me come in late so I could stay late to intake a plant delivery. Me and the plant guy, Mark, get to talking, and he's asking for directions for a road that I happen to know well. I ask him which way he wants to go on it, because it does weird intersection turns. Apparently it's the same town as me! He's all "No shit! I live on C Street!" I'm all "I live on L road!" "Hey, we're practically neighbors!"
So I just blurt out "I don't mean to be forward, but could you give me a ride home?"
Yay! No walking home in the cold cold rain, instead I got a nice warm car ride with a cute smart guy (who is unfortunately married, but whatevs). That could not have worked out any better. Got to sleep late and a ride from someone that didn't completely inconvenience them (nobody at work lives anywhere near me).
YAY for a warm ride home, juliebird.
I'm home from the infusion clinic. Time to submit my timesheet, get dressed up, go out to dinner with CJ, and go see Les Mis on stage. I just wish I didn't feel so wiped out.
TJ's fondue is yum. I might try to make some of the leftover cheesy goo into a soufflé.
Apparently I whacked the knuckle of my middle finger too. Damn, chasing Pumpkin caused more damage than I was aware of at the time.
Him and Sir Christopher Lee. I refuse to believe anything else.
Lee's making a good show of it so far. What is he, a hundred?