Heath Ledger autopsy is inconclusive:
My alarm clock is set to NPR, and it was a little unnerving to me when my alarm went off exactly at the point in the Morning Edition piece on Heath Ledger where he was singing "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You" from 10 Things I Hate About You.
Steph, we had this on our claw-foot tub [link]
(well, not that nice. but like that)
Alternatively: Let ita cut your hair!
Dude. While I'm pondering how short I want to go, I am not prepared to micro-mini my hair!
I'm eyeing this: [link]
Alternatively: Let ita cut your hair!
One mistake in ten years! That's not too bad a record.
Unless, of course, you like beating yourself up about shit like that, and I rarely miss such an opportunity. But nobody else gets to do it.
Steph, that would've sent a whole bunch of shivers down my spine.
I'm getting my hair cut after work.
Freaky! I'm getting mine cut tomorrow.
(Granted, that would be
wrong.
But ita has been waiting and waiting for a chance to whap the shit out of some fool who attacks her. Well, I know
I
have been waiting and waiting for ita to whap the shit out of some fool...)
I'm experiencing peer pressure.
eta: Ha! About the haircuts, not about premeditating unpremeditated murder.
Steph, that would've sent a whole bunch of shivers down my spine.
Plus it's a capella, which for some reason was extra-creepy.
Steph, we had this on our claw-foot tub [link]
That's what ours is like, but the ring seems to have way too small of a radius. (Er, which is to say, the ring is the size as in your link, but the shower curtain bunches all up and encroaches on my space and clings to me.)