I just wanted to let you all know that our friend Sensei has danced off into the next plane of existence, very early this morning. I think he hasn't posted in here for quite some time, but I'm guessing that there are still people here who have great fondness for him... as it seems everywhere he went...

my love to you Fishy.

i'm so sad about this.

I want, quite a bit, to go back to the first interactions I had with both Nipples and PJ. I miss them. Unfortunately those interactions are on the old eplaya archives which are no longer available to us. I have just sent a PM to Spanky. If you are also interested in reading some of PJ and Nipples' o...

poorer
less poetical
less colorful

damn, Nipples, you will be missed.

Oh... this is a good tip for *anyone* going through weird medical procedures. Make 'em inform you as to what they are doing and why... then later on for follow up visits you can parrot that info back at 'em. This cuts down on way way scary miscommunications later. Your doctor's office looks at a bil...

A little birdie told me to check in today. Sweetie pie, i've had 'em on both ovaries. They can be caused by many different things including that one ovary just freakin' the fuck out. You know the texture... have you had an ultrasound? If you're not having scads of other femaley type difficulties (we...

oh shit, darlin'. that's fucking hilarious.

hmmm... just a thought here... but when someone puts you on their buddy list and you get the little PM telling you about it... it might be handy if you have the immediate ability to put them on yours. unless i'm missing something i had to click on their name in that popup, which took me to their pro...

Thank you, by the way, for plonk.

I feel very sorry for you that you live in a world that you feel you need to pity another human being.

you are being ironic there... right?

right?

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A friend of mine had her car stolen - when it showed up two weeks later we found a social security card in the back seat.

Were the cops interested?

No.

It just reappeared on the north end.

Sweet!

OK... why is this a "debate" instead of a discussion? That is to say, why should I be content to only talk this over in terms deemed acceptable to you RG? (I should say, RG, that I'm coming to respect ya quite a bit). It's possible that I have some interesting stuff to say on this topic, but if it's...

I've been on one.

Think I'll continue the fucking trend.

lord gawd jeesus fuck me fuck me hooba hooba.

i feel like death eating a stale cracker.

and i have to get a hold of my esteemed director and tell him that for a second night in a row - during fucking *tech* week - i will not be able to rehearse.

fuck

sorry lovlies.

12 hour day. Too tired.

I was on a drug (sometime in my mid-twenties) for a while that shuts down estrogen production.

Hotflashes are the weirdest thing ever.

It gave me a new appreciation for the menopausal woman, that's for damn sure.

well hell... i was gonna skip it tonight but if all y'all are showing up...

i'll see how i feel once the work day ends (it could be a while...)

RJ, dawlin' - good on ya for laying on the guilt - go ahead and feel free to spread it out big time... that no one that person knows will never ever get over it. And don't, for the love of gawd, make yourself feel responsible for their survival. They are responsible for their survival, dig? If they'...

oh goody.

my period *and* teching a show on the same week.

i need chocolate and lots of it.

I'm trying to get LyLo to stick, Lydia. Think it will work?

Well, I'll answer to it now that I know it's supposed to be *me*.

But, honestly, nicknames have never stuck to me.

ha!

I had to sit here wondering who the hell "Lylo" was for a moment.

duh moment for me.

maybe i should drink more.

a neighbor with a good long ladder took pity on my stupid kitty.

she's down and I'm very relieved.

oh christ on a stick, I was perched on the edge of the roof with a can of stinky catfood until 3am.

I am about to try and build some sort of fucking cat latter out of pvc and fabric or something... see if i can give her some sort of traction...

fucking cat

i'm going to give the little shit another couple hour or two, see if some well of instinct will actually help here...

then... fuck... maybe i do have to call the fire dept.

anyone know if the person calling has to pay for this sort of emergency service??

The ladder I have only gets half fucking way up there. or maybe the goddamn cat will get hungry enough to figure out that if she has the fucking claws to get up the fucking roof she can damn well get back down. jesus fuck me, i do not need this shit right now. she's just sitting up there making path...

fuck it

ladder wrangled, single fucking handedly but every time I get more than halfway up the fucking thing I start to shake uncontrollably.

what I need right now is a trained rescue monkey. surely there is such a thing...

anyone have a trained rescue monkey I can borrow?

FUCK!


I need some fucking help with this fucking job... god fucking damnit, i need a fucking man to come help me wrangle this fucking ladder.

I cannot fucking believe this stupid fucking cat!

FUCK!

fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK

I have to go climb up on the fucking roof to rescue a fucking cat who has almost no fucking smarts now.

She spent the night up there because when I got home last night to find out she'd marooned on the fucking roof.

fuck!