Originally Posted By Autopia Deb OK, since I missed out on Hugh Jackman (whom I can still admire even as he's rubbing Pixie Glitter's shoulders) I'll just have Gerard Buttler bring me my drinky and keep me company
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter <----trudges wearily in and collapses on the couch. I have been blowing and going all day, capped off with a poker game at our house that didn't end until 2:00 a.m. Could I please get an energy drink and a foot massage?
Originally Posted By smedley Sends over a massage expert.. I drank too much wine last night, I will be in the corner with a fruit smoothie and some pain killers @
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter We're a fine pair. I didn't get to sleep until after 3 my time, and woke up at 10 with a migraine. Pass me your painkillers, would you?
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Man, between migraines and drama, I might just need to take up permanent residence in here. Starting with an unbelievably awful conversation about politics during our poker game Friday night, and carrying through the entire weekend hearing about various friends' personal crises, ranging from arguments to huge money loss to physical abuse. . . well, I am just drama-ed out. I am in serious need of some mellow. I'll just be in the closet under a blanket. With the door bolted. And barricaded. Somebody slide some crackers under the door for me occasionally, please.
Originally Posted By RockyMtnMinnie Is crackers all you'd like under the door. I can slide anything, so long as it will fit. That pretty much limits us to crackers, tortillas, flatbread, pancakes and maybe a magazine.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Oooo, magazines would be good! Magazines with really light, fluffy subject material, that is. And could you be a dear and figure out some way to attach a tube to fruity umbrella drinks and run the tube under the door?
Originally Posted By RockyMtnMinnie *Slides a couple chocolate bars under the door and sets up a fruity umbrella drink with a looooong straw.*
Originally Posted By LadyKluck I have determined that Deb & I must be long lost kin. I was just getting ready to come in here looking for Gerard Butler and some tiramisu and she beat me to him! Do you suppose we can share?
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter (completely off topic. . . Lady Kluck, please go read the Facebook message I am going to send you as soon as I finish typing this). ;-)
Originally Posted By Autopia Deb Well Klucky since you're married and I'm single you can ogle Gerrard while I sit on his lap and we'll each have a nice big piece of tirramisu. Mine of course will be spoon fed to me by that sexy Scott!
Originally Posted By LadyKluck Uh Oh....I suddenly feel slightly unmellow! Are you gonna yell at me and just don't wanna do it here? (I think...)
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Silly girl! What's to yell about at my favorite chicken? It was just something unrelated to LP that I wanted to chat at ya about.
Originally Posted By gottaluvdavillains Can I hide in here for a bit - I too am tired of drama... And would like a break from the stress of being the mother of a heart broken 20 year old manboy.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter Awwwwwwww, poor guy! And poor you. I had my heart not so much broken as ripped out of my chest, slashed to ribbons, and then stomped into the dirt when I was 21. It about killed me, and it was *really* hard on my poor mother. We suffer when our babies suffer, no matter how old they are. As a sign of solidarity I will even share my Hershey's Special Dark chocolate with you.
