overmedication = bad

As I told saff earlier this evening, during the course of my illness today I took waaaaay too much medication.

So now I am hopped up like a freak, ready to zoom around the homestead.

Or paint my living room.

Fortunately, it is too late to vacuum and not wake up my neighbors, and if I were to paint now, my walls would have the lovely imprint of cat fur and litter everywhere.

Which could be an interesting look...but not one that I am looking to try on for size.

I feel just enough better to be dangerous to myself and to society at large. ;-)

attn: lynn

My email to you is bouncing. This is worrisome. Email me immediately.

:-)

firefly

As we (and I use 'we' in the communal sense, not the 'I am the Queen of England' sense) are aware, Joss and I were divorced more than a year ago.

It was a painless breakup. I got the cats and ferrets, and he got the multizillion dollar television shows.

However, since I still have respect for him as an individual, I decided to give Firefly a chance. It was written by him and his cronies, it was sci-fi (I wasn't altogether clear on what a 'space western' was, but now I get it), which is right up my alley, and let's face it, there is nothing else on Friday nights.

So I watched it.

And I liked it.

It entertained me, I found the glimpses of characters that we got interesting, and there were some mighty fine looking women. All in all, that's all I ask for in the premiere of a show.

I've been browsing through the entries of my friends and my friendsfriends, and the prevailing thought is that it sucked ass.

I disagree, but this may be like the LOTR thing in reverse -- everyone else liked it and I couldn't stand it. *grin*

Besides, there was a slashy f/f moment in the first fifteen minutes. And hello Gina Torres and the intergalactic space hooker!

Mrowr!

(Why yes, I am the very personification of shallow, thank you for asking.)

I do wish that Joss would get over his need for an anorexic, dark straggly haired psycho chick that spouts completely random nonsense constantly. Did we need to have the bastard lovechild of Drusilla and Fred on this show? Is it necessary?

We have BEEN THERE and DONE THAT. No more!

no, not 'a lexus'

So my actual name is Alexis.

(Hence, Lex. What, did you think I made that up? I'm waaay too boring for that.)

ALEXIS f,m English, German, Ancient Greek
Feminine form or masculine variant of ALEXIUS

ALEXIUS m Ancient Greek (Latinized)
From the Greek name Alexios which meant "defender", derived from Greek alexein "to defend".

A pharmacist refused to give me my medication on Wednesday because, since "Alexis is a man's name!", I couldn't be him.

How do you argue with people like that?

So I leaned over the counter and yelled, "I'M A BIIIIIIIG FAT DYYYYYYYKE, NOW GIVE ME MY PILLS!!!"

He handed them to me in a baggie.

*grin*

Thank you, Lea DeLaria.

heee!

gacked from friendsfriends:

Which Disney Princess are you?