Really? 'Cause I liked Dirty Sexy Money and was sad to see it go. Maybe I should try Deception!
Oh, I don't think the actual show will be so much like it, but it opens with a horrifying rich family mobilizing.
Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
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.
Really? 'Cause I liked Dirty Sexy Money and was sad to see it go. Maybe I should try Deception!
Oh, I don't think the actual show will be so much like it, but it opens with a horrifying rich family mobilizing.
Yes, but sorry, no, I was unclear. There, in my mind, was fb.
Sarameg, I get Halo brand Spot's Stew in the grain-free at PetCo. I was able to switch from the regular to grain-free without a hitch.
Timelies all!
Listening to filk in open circle. After the dance and wenching items for Interfilk, my feet hurt.
When I tried doing a mixy thing with the chow, Darby managed somehow to sort them out in her mouth. Chomp chomp chomp...tilt head to side...disfavored chow pours out on to floor...chomp chomp chomp. Unreal.
Depending on where you got it, some of those boutiquey stores will take it back, and or give you samples of other brands.
So, Darby was like a Maxwell's Demon of dog food. Impressive!
Darby managed somehow to sort them out in her mouth. Chomp chomp chomp...tilt head to side...disfavored chow pours out on to floor...chomp chomp chomp. Unreal.
Kaylee does this too! It's kind of incredible.
Drive by to say that I am sure that I have had a garlic bagel from St. Viateur or Fairmont.
One time I tried to taste whatever we were pilling the cat with. It was unforgiveably bitter. I then understood how easy it was to distinguish between med and food.
Is this a bad time to mention how Biscuit loves pills and will beg for them when you open the container? And it's worthless to wrap it in anything because it will fall out and he'll scurry to pick up the pill...not the cheese...from the ground? I don't know. Dog's not right.
So hi, middle of the night. The fire needed banked so I dreamt the SO did it, only he was in the family room from my childhood, so I worked out that probably wouldn't help me, seeing as how it was in northern Ohio and I was in Arizona. Funny how vivid that house is to my subconscious still. Anyway, I stoked the fire and went out to get more wood and it was 6! So needless to say I am now wide awake. I ate berries and sourdough toast, but I suspect this is the kind of awake that doesn't abate and fucks with my sleep schedule the rest of the week.
And I'm still fevery. Whine.