Definitely not dying or eaten (though I ate far too much yesterday). I just had a late night (er, early morning) and naturally this thread is nothing without me. How goes it in Halifax this morning? (Er, afternoon.--Funny how that works.)
For the record, I haven't kept it a secret that I'm no Jose' fan, nor do I support his motivations, but I'm definitely not the one pushing his limits and patience as much as a few other posters around here. Geez, whatdya guys make me for? (And who the hell is this rapscallion Rask to pass judgment on me anyway? Who
are you and what do you have to do with Nikki?)
Nik, how'd the audition go and what was it for and why were you with Austin Pendleton? How come I'm totally out of the loop here?
Ellie, I emphathize with you so much that I won't even mock your crotchitiness. *passes a hot water bottle and Midol* The first day is always the worst. I suppose you're just not active enough (I don't know if I believe that theory because I treadmill and rockclimb and I still feel like taking a hanger to my uterus when I'm menstruating), meaning good-bye to that "athletic scholarship to Yale" theory. Slept your way in, it is!
And how are my Bitches doing?
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell
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