Now I've heard that there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But...you don't really care for music, do you?Autumn had swept over the city by the time they got around to getting together, just to spend some time, like they had before all of the things that had pushed them together and torn them apart just as quickly. The ( Read more... )

The shower is in the basement ( Read more... )

It's raining, cloudy and breezy outside, my favorite kind of day ( Read more... )

It had been a long day, what with trying to keep all of his colleagues out of his hair and all, so it didn't help that Greg House couldn't sleep. He had been lying in bed for about an hour and a half since the three musketeers had left his apartment, dumbfounded by their druggy boss. So it was no surprise that he had gotten out of bed, put on his ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee this morning and reading the paper when Amy comes in wearing a pair of jeans and her bra. She's staring at herself like she's changed colors and then sighs and looks up at me and places her hands on her hips, "Do my boobs look bigger to you ( Read more... )

I'd been curled up on Greg's couch for three hours before he finally gave up waiting for me to talk first. Up until the moment he handed me a cup of coffee and put his arm around my shoulders I had been completely silent, not quite sure of what I was doing there. I set the mug down on the table and leaned into his shoulder, "Caffeine is bad for ( Read more... )

It's hard to argue when
You won't stop making sense
But my tongue still misbehaves and it
Keeps digging my own graveTwo days ago Amy came home from what I presume to be House's apartment. I smelled him on her, and I wasn't pleased. I knew she wasn't all that happy with me either though, since it did seem that I had been flirting with one of her ( Read more... )

I wake up and it's oddly dark in the room; like I'm up long before I should be. Sure enough I roll over and see "5:49" blinking at me from the shadows. A warm hand touches my shoulder and usually my first reaction would be to grab my cane and kick some ass, but then I remember it's her ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving was a disaster ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving was a disaster ( Read more... )