PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Characters, not mine. Story, mine. Cindy slept with her every night. The first night, it might have been by accident. Cindy walked out of the office sometime after midnight and found Lindsay half-asleep on the couch, gazing off toward the TV with no idea what was actually taking place on it. There…
TITLE: Extreme Sensitivity… as neurosis. (6/?) PAIRING: Lindsay/Cindy DISCLAIMER: Women’s Murder Club does not belong to me. The characters do not belong to me. They are the property of James Patterson, 20th Century Fox Television and ABC. (Well, not anymore. Jackasses.) I have no problems with that as long as I can borrow them for short bursts and…
You know what I love most about this woman? She sings awesome, she’s sexy, and she is kind of a nerd. Seriously. She is. Her stage banter just screams, “love me, I’m a geek!” And I do. She also likes to wear long dresses with slits all the way up them, so when she’s performing,…
Ha! Two in one day! I might finish this list before the year is out. Anyway, I trust that if there were an award to be handed out for the most “Who in the hell is that?”s, Alicia Coppola would win hands down. If she hadn’t had a rather substantial role on Jericho, she’d still…